I never really knew about death. You know…It was just something that happened. I never knew its full impact till I was about 11…When my uncle died…one morning I woke up to my mom crying on her bed…She told my uncle went away and wasn't coming back. I was the oldest child and never experienced death before. Well I did go to his funeral and I didn't really know what was going on till later on. My cousins and I were all sitting on the steps till my older cousin Candie spoke up and said I am going to miss Uncle Jamie. Well not knowing what she was talking about I went to my Uncle Jamie's coffin and secretly climbed up there and sat next to him and started talking to him…
"Hi Uncle Jamie wake up! I wanna play hide and go seek!" I said to him as I poked his chest. I didn't know…I didn't know he wasn't gonna wake up! I just sat there talking to him like he was alive…then I realized he wasn't going to wake up and I sat there on his coffin crying shaking him to wake up…
Its now 4 years later…I still haven't fully recovered. But I deal with it. Until I lost my best friend. He died…Saving a Kid from getting hit. He was very religious boy. But he was only 15! I didn't know what to think. Life was so unfair! I didn't understand why God would take my best friend away from me! I didn't understand! I was so lost and confused with out him. I just wanted to go curl up in a corner and die, which I tried. But a great friend talked me out of it. Any way, I have been in complete depression ever since. But lucky for me I love to act, so I act like I am perfectly fine. I don't know why I am announcing this to all of . I guess I just needed to get it off my chest. So I guess this is the best way to do it. You can review if you like. But if you do, DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT FLAMING ME! Ok? Thank you. So that was me…