On Thursday morning a boy I knew from school (from 5 years old to 18 I guess it was) died in a car accident. By chance I was taking a look at groups my friends had joined on Facebook over the following weekend, and there was one dedicated to his memory. Within minutes I had found out the very tragic news.
I can’t really fully describe how I’m feeling because I’m not sure myself, but my heart goes out to his family & friends, as well as his fiancée. I can’t begin to imagine what they’re all going through, it’s such a terrible and sudden shock for everyone that ever knew him.
Unlikely as a coincidence as it is, an old diary was found that I mentioned him in. Here’s what I said:
25th January, 1998
I’m starting to like John more as a friend. John was from my old school, came to the same high school as me but is in a different form room. He is however in my maths class.
We never actually did become friends like perhaps I once hinted at, but there was something about him that I liked (and I was a social recluse). He was always polite and caring… one of those rare people that can hang out with the in crowd as well as just about everyone else.
One of the years in high school we also shared a Science class together. I pretty much sat on my own day in and day out and barely said a word except when the teacher forced me to join a group. However, John (who was on the same row as me) would speak to me with kindness for no reason at all other than because he was just that sort of person.
I don’t remember much of anything nowadays but I do recall those memories about him. I also remember he was smart and funny and there is no justice in the world when people like him are so easily taken from us. He had so much to live for and so much to offer.
Each day goes by and I feel like I want to cry, but the tears don’t come. A part of me feels I do not have the right to when people are affected more and knew him better. The rest of me is just numb and doesn’t want to believe this has happened. He was just 22… the age of me and a lot of my friends. It could have been or could be any one of us. No one lives forever, and this brings that horrifying thought to the front of my mind.
In closing I just want anyone reading to really think about people they’ve never got around to saying how they feel to. There are some things I know I need to tell those I care about.
Please everyone, take care.