Ya'll know that feeling you get when you're blindsided? When you nothing coming and then you get hit like a fucking frieght train? Well, that was me last night...
One of my friends died early yesterday morning after a shotgun discharged its last shell into her right shoulder. A newlywed, and due to be 21 on Friday, was shot and killed accidently by her husband. I found out through an email, which I hate doing. Needless to say I'm shocked. Now slightly haunted...
For reason, as I tried to sleep last night, all I could see was her, dressed in a white gown and her extremely white, ghostly even. I couldn't close my eyes because that vision, well, troubled me. How the hell does one so good die so young? This would be one of the reason I personally don't believe in any God. Yet part of me knows that if there is a Heaven, she's there. She might have a thing or two to say to me about this email, but I'd understand.
So, I guess Brian May was right: "One by one, only the good die young..."
One of my friends died early yesterday morning after a shotgun discharged its last shell into her right shoulder. A newlywed, and due to be 21 on Friday, was shot and killed accidently by her husband. I found out through an email, which I hate doing. Needless to say I'm shocked. Now slightly haunted...
For reason, as I tried to sleep last night, all I could see was her, dressed in a white gown and her extremely white, ghostly even. I couldn't close my eyes because that vision, well, troubled me. How the hell does one so good die so young? This would be one of the reason I personally don't believe in any God. Yet part of me knows that if there is a Heaven, she's there. She might have a thing or two to say to me about this email, but I'd understand.
So, I guess Brian May was right: "One by one, only the good die young..."