LAST ENTRY!!!!
current location: Aunt's house
current mood: content
current song: nothing
Ok readers, here's a sort of a depressing topic, but it's one i hope will impact somebodys life. the topic: death.
Growing up in a family where death seems to ring somebody's doorbell every year, i've learned that there is nothing you can do when it finally comes in. Death knows no predjudce. it doesn't care what you are, what your age, your size, your race, or who you know. You can't pay death to leave someone, you can't cry death away, you can't do anything about it when it comes for someone you love, and you can't do anything about it when it comes for someone you hate.
Death is a painful word. if you've read this far already i must congradulate you, because i'm sure many people stopped reading after I stated my topic. The truth is eventually everyone has to face this topic, and i thought for sure last night I was going to have to face it again.
As we walked into the party I knew something was wrong, but instead of asking kindly like a friend should, i asked Bobby "What's your problem". he was having trouble breathing. SHIT! I had seen people go through that before. My cousins, my aunts, my uncles, and especially my grandma. I know how to nurse people back to health, but this wasn't a family member who i expect to be sick on most occasions...this was my...my...my BEST FRIEND! MY EVERYTHING!!!! I remember people being carried away for breathing problems. my grandma is the main one i can remember ....suddenly i think everything stopped. From what i was thinking as Bobby was just being a drama queen, i now realized i had seen this before....i had seen that exact thing the day I found out my grandma was going to die. my heart started racing....now i knew i had to do something.
i stayed calm while he was there....thinking clearly but not enough. He was crying, panting, he was turning pal, he just couldn't calm down.The thought that kept running through my head over and over again was: I can't lose him too! People kept asking me questions "where was he", "when did this start", "did he fall?" but i didn't relaize how serious it actually was until his parents came and told someone to call an ambulence. you know that saying "time slows down when in crisis?" Well what was approximately 20 minutes lasted 3 years in my mind. I was the only one that knew the details...i had to talk to the paramedics...then they left...with bobby.
stay calm. thats what everyone told me. clearly they don't know me very well. i wanted a hug from bobby and nobody else. I can't remember the last time i cried so hard. i think i spent another 20 minutes crying...remembering the last thing i said to him was "Bobby i've never let anything bad happen to you before and i'm not going to let anything bad happen to you now. squeeze my hand when it hurts!" How i wished those words had been i love you, your my everything, something along those lines.
After calming down Bobbys mom called me and told me he was ok, he was home, he was going to sleep. Still i hadn't forgiven myself. How could i be so insensitive. How could i just have ignored it at first? How could ANYTHING have been more important then him. I was too upset over not making it in the stupid play at school that i couldn't care for five minutes what was going on with my best friend.
When i went home i took the sweatshirt bobby had given me out of the closet and slept with it next to me though i didn't get much sleep at all. i called him this morning and he sounds alot better.
Even though Bobbys fine I don't think I'll forgive myself for not seeing how he was doing. I take him for granted and from now on i never ever ever will again. I love him so much. I will always remember that the second someone leaves my side ill say something nice even if i hate them.
My mom says I should become a nurse...its a possiblity but im still young and right now the most important thing in the world to me is whats happening to me right this moment, because you never know if it will be your last. So on that note, from now on i am only going to use the computer to do work and talk to my friends, blogging is over, cuz i want as much time as i can to spend with people. I think ill keep my myspace, but only for communication. But im done with livejournal and other websites i've found that focus around myself.
So these are my last words on this website, readers, take care, god bless and remember, it doesnt matter who you are somebody out there loves you!





