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Saturday, October 23, 2004


5:18 PM
Just when you thought you'd hit the bottom, the floor falls through.

On Friday, one of my friends, Jennifer, was in a moped accident. She had just gotten the moped the day before. We all thought it wasn't a serious thing, kind of silly, because it was a moped.

Then, about an hour ago, my friend Jade came online. He told me to call him, so I did. Turns out she died. Of head trauma. Her moped had been completely split in two. So, it's not even a year later and another one of my friends is gone. I never wanted to have to deal with this again, but here I am.

I can't feel. It's the shock. You hear so many songs about wishing you couldn't feel, because the pain is just that bad. But they're wrong. Not feeling is worse, worse than the worst pain in the world. It's just like when Chris killed himself. Memories keep popping up, and I'll start sobbing because I'm casting them in stark relief against the image of her in a casket, but it never fully sinks in until you actually see them there. Dead and covered in powder.

I don't even know if it the wake/funeral will be open casket, or if her body is just too scarred.

So go grab your phone and call all your friends and tell them you love them. Call your brother and sisters and fathers and mothers and tell them you love them.

Life is fickle.

-Karma

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