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June 22, 2009

If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it's your's. If it doesn't, it never was.

Well, I'll put it simpily, my freshman(9th grade) year of highh school sucked. The first half of the year was fine, but once the secong semester began, itall went down hill, and fast. We lost four members of my school. Three students and one teacher. Three car wreaks and one that had to live with the knowledge that something might happen one day. The first one was a senior, she died in a car wreak. The second, well I want to talk about her last. The third was the teacher, and she died in a car wreak. The fourth was a senior, or junior, I know he was one of the two. Well he was riding a dirt bike and he wreacked it and it landed on his chest and either caused his lungs to collapse, or broke his ribs and caused them to puncture his lungs. *deep breath* Alright well thesecond person that we lost at my school, was the third student, andit is really hard for me to talk about it. If you readmy very first post in my journel called "Backstabbers" it talks about anew girl that I became friends within the seventh grade, well that's the one that died.She was born with water on her brain and the doctors had to put a shunt(I think that's haw it's spelled) in her head. Basically it's a tube that drains the water off of the brain. Somehow it got an infection in itand she had to go to the hospital. He mom called adn asked my mom tocall the school and tell them that she wouldn't be there, but then somethime around midnight my mom got another call from my friend's mom, and she had been up ever since. (This happened on a Sunday) Then Monday morning at 5:30 a.m. when my mom wakes me up to get ready for school, my mom told me to come here and had me sit on the couch. I normally sit sideways with my knees pulled up to my chest and I thought that my mom wanted to show me something on the t.v., but I was SOO wrong. She come over and sat next to my on the couch, took my hand, adn told me that my frined had died. I stayed home from school andcried for half the dayand oneof my other friends came down for awhile. My mom had to callmy principal and tell him what happened.The next day sucked as well, because I had to get up adn tell my mom happy birthday, while I was crying. My mom had woken me up, I looked atmy calender and when my mom came back in my room, I looked at her, started cryingand said, "Oh, it's your birthday." She nodded, and I hugged her and said, "Happy Birthday mom," while I was crying. Then I asked her if i had hurt her feelings because I was crying when i told her happy birthday,and then she told no. Then the next dayI had to tell my friend Happy Birthday and I barly kept myself from crying. So now everytime Febuary comes around, I'm going to grieve for a day, and then have to days of celebration. The people that are lost, may be gone, but will never be forgotten. The smiles fade, adn the tears may dry, but the memoriesnever fade.

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