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Two more Years...
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 Created on 3-7-08
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There is always one person at school that is out of the ordinary. Always one person who is different. Some people embrace them even more a treasure them as a jewel because of their differences, others just mock them a scoff. I am so very sad to say that i used to be more of the latter. A girl at school she was so different from everyone else. She was beautiful and was no where near close to trying to hide. She was different for who she was, no one would change that! I used to try and ignore her when she said hi. I used to say she was annoying. But she made it a point to remember my name. She always said hi and she was such a happy person that it became contagious. She was very interesting. I finally started to cave and allow her to give a hug and the kisses she liked giving everyone on the cheek. She was finally becoming my friend, and I was learning that her differences were what made her so special. She truly was an amazing person.
"Do you know a girl named Alison McClellan?" the words seem to come so cautiously out of my mom's mouth. "Yhea, why?" I returned.
It was about ten O'clock on a Monday night and i was laying in my bed reading a book. I stayed home sick that day. My mom is a teacher at my school, so she usually knew any news of anything important right away.
She turned around and very carefully spoke the words that changed my life forever. "She committed suicide tonight."
I was struck speechless. I did not know what to do. I started shaking. It can not be true. Not this beautiful girl that was so full of life that i just recently learned to love and cherish as a wonderful friend. NOT MY ALLI!!! Questions began shooting through my mind maybe the doctors were wrong she's not really dead, they made a mistake. Why? Surely she did not mean to? I never thought this would happen to my and my friends! I seemed to blank out for a while all i remember is my book flying across my room and i began screaming and yelling. I do not know what I was saying, but my sister ran out of her room trying to figure out what was going on. My mom just stood there not knowing what to do.
"I have to call someone!" I managed to say.
I ran down stairs and grabbed the phone. I started calling friends to tell them. As far as I know I was the first to know out of my whole school. I could barely fall asleep that night. I just kept seeing my Ali hanging from some horrible rope.
The next day at school was all a blur. I watched as people were told the news and broke down in the middle of the hall way. There was no announcement made, because no one wanted any attention to be drawn to her through a suicide as if it were to stop us from going through with one. The did not realize how much more worse that made it for us. It brought all of us together to help each other and lift us up, to stand together in this moment of crisis.
I do not think a day has gone by that I do not think of Ali. She changed all of our lives, then left us so soon. I still do not know if she intentionally killed her self or not, there are too many rumors to know the truth. And of course there was nothing in the newspaper to help clear the air about it, because it was a suicide! i miss her so much she taught me not to judge before I know a person and many other things. Unfortunately I had to learn most of these things through her death. These last four months seem so overwhelming. I still try to deny it in my heart some times, but in my mind it is still there the truth. Ali is no longer with us. No matter how much we cry and wish for her to come back she is not coming back for us. I miss her I would give so much just to say good-bye and get one last hug.
It is kind of ironic the last day I saw her, the previous Thursday I was the one upset and she was trying to make me smile. Yet I could not do the same for her. They were just going to have a small funeral in a beautiful funeral home down town. They were not expecting the over four hundred that came. Ali was just that way always the unexpected. She touched so many lives, changed so many people. We all miss her. The sad thing is, is that her sweet sixteen was less then a month away. It was not so sweet for us. The other day I was going through my last year's yearbook. I saw where she wrote we got two more years! You see I was a year ahead of her, she was suppose to go through the rest of my high school career with me. Now she cannot. I miss you Ali! ♫♥♫
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Please Login to post comments| On March 12th 2008 craxychik Said : | |
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i know it's long but if u actually take the time to read it thnx!! :) |
| On March 7th 2008 lillex64 Said : | |
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wow I love it! Kmp |
| On March 7th 2008 craxychik Said : | |
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This is a true story...about my beloved friend Ali i miss her so much so I decided to write this in her honor...the reason for the sun set pic is b/c that is what i compare her to so beautiful for while she was here but yet if she stayed around we would not be able to see her true beauty...it's hard to explain i wrote a poem about it though it's on my site if you want to check it out it's called the Great Die Young...the poems 'Regrets' and 'Remembrance' are also for her...♫♥♫ |
