My mom told me something this morning.
They have a funeral and Visitation service open .
I'm going to get to see you for the last time, and you won't be alive.
It will be so weird to see the body of someone who, less than a week ago, used to walk the same halls. Had the same project due. Listened to the same lessons from the same teachers.
I wonder what it will be like. I wonder what it was like for the people who got you ready for the Caskett.
To young to die.
Had a whole life in front of him.
But did he, ever?
YOU ARE READING
Now You Know Me.
Non-FictionThere are others. Others who felt the impact way more than I did- others that it directly affected. I'm just a girl that was in his grade, was aware of his existence. Went to the same school as him, three lockers down. So why was it so life-changin...
