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Sunday, August 22, 2004


   Death... It comes to us all.
I am really sorry people, but I have to complain and sob some more. On top of all this CRAP that’s been happening between my friend and me, the official Stacie Orrico message board is somewhere I go everyday, not for Stacie, but rather to members there I am so close to. Well, one of them was by the name of Brittany~Freeway, and she had been going through a lot of impacting struggles such as her twin sister dying of leukemia, sexually assaulted in a hospital, etc. Well, her soul was put to rest due to a car wreck. Yep, she died. I am STILL grieving, angered, and most of all shocked. One minute she’s there… One minute she’s not. Time flies and those two words have now been truly revealed to me. It’s so strange; someone I only knew online was probably one of my closest friends. She wrote the most beautiful and deep poetry, and she endured what I could’ve never bore.

All this stuff going on and God throws this at me. My conclusion? He is testing me in the many aspects of my life and seeing how I deal with it. A trial. A tribulation. Yesterday, when I heard the news Brittany died, I could’ve keeled over. I could’ve said, “Just take me now” but I knew that after all the sorrow the Lord would give me the strength to move on and look at the rising sun; pick up my daily life again in remembrance of those I love that went somewhere where all their problems are lifted.

I haven’t got to that point quite yet, but I feel it coming. But not just yet.

Actually, wanna know what I really did when I found out? Cried my eyes out. Released my river of tears that I’ve been repressing for so long. I didn’t just cry for Brittany, but for all the other personal things that has been making me struggle. I also pounded on my piano, and read Britt’s poetry that touched my heart the most.

I think I may have a theory of this confusion going on with my friend too, who is in fact SSJ Silver. When we first became friends, I helped her come out of her shell, you know, open up a little, since she was a very no-touchy, cold person. Now that I’ve aided her, she feels she is apart of the group now in which she wasn’t before and has forgotten about me. “I don’t need you anymore” sorta thing. I might be wrong though but THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I FEEL AND IT HURTS.

Yes, I’ve been very depressed the last few days. And guess what? I’m leaving Thursday for vacation. Hopefully I will finally be able to relax and get my mind off all of this…FILTH.

Death… it comes to us all.
- RayWing Blitz

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