When life gets cut short
I found out something horrible today. Someone that I have known since he was like 8 or 9, died in a car accident today. This kid was something special. I always thought of him as like a little brother. His family was one of the nicest families I have ever met. They are stong and they care so much about everyone. For this to happen to them confuses me. Why would this world take someone so great at such a young age? He was 16. He had so much to live for and yet it was just yanked out from underneath him in a blink of an eye.
I think my favorite memory of him was at county fair the first year that I knew his brother. We were all hanging out around their cows and he decided that it was time to clean. So, he grabbed the broom and started hitting us all with it. This was my first memory of him. His mother told him to stop, and he did for the time being. The next day we all met up there, after we dealt with our animals, and of course he started hitting us with the broom again. That kid was annoying yet we all had a soft spot in our hearts for him.
RIP Nathan
I think my favorite memory of him was at county fair the first year that I knew his brother. We were all hanging out around their cows and he decided that it was time to clean. So, he grabbed the broom and started hitting us all with it. This was my first memory of him. His mother told him to stop, and he did for the time being. The next day we all met up there, after we dealt with our animals, and of course he started hitting us with the broom again. That kid was annoying yet we all had a soft spot in our hearts for him.
RIP Nathan