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The other day my friend found a blog I had wrote open on my laptop (Time Can Help). She read it and told me she wanted me to read it at her funeral.
I was thinking how silly it was to be talking about death at such a young age and although I agreed, while feeling pretty embarrassed that she had read it in the first place, I just didn’t want her to be thinking about death right now!
To be honest I was quite happy that she had enjoyed my blog so much, but no one I know sees them! (I hope!)
A few days ago I heard some terrible news which shocked me unbelievably. A boy my age- 17, nearly 18 died.
No warning, no illness. Dead. Gone. Lost.
I was in a year at school with him for ten years. He was one of the most genuine, happy and funny guys I have ever met (and I am not just saying that now he has passed away; I have always said it).
It turns out he had a blood clot in his brain and he had no idea about it. No one did.
He had a coughing fit and died of a brain Haemorrhage.
At such a young age, with such a lovely family, good nature and bright future ahead of him, this devastated me. He was one of the sweetest to me at my previous school, and the biggest joker in our class. I just feel like it is such a waste. Why do things like this happen?
It is things like this which makes me believe that there cannot be a God.
God would not let a boy as young and good as him to pass away so early with no warning. Hell- even with a warning. It was just so sudden.
RIP ALEX- one of the most kind natured and sweet boys I have ever known. Each one of my memories with you brings a smile to my face.
Nice x
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Posted by glitterrdust on 2009-11-08 09:42:57 | Rating: | Views: 26
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