So, today I found out that a classmate of mine from high school shot himself in the head following a high-speed police chase. He was apparently suicidal, which is why the police were pursuing him.
I didn't know him well, but he was in a few of my classes and seemed like a very nice guy. Didn't seem despondent at all 4 years ago, but we know how quickly things can change.
Tragedy has sort of been following us around. I think a total of 13 kids from the year I started kindergarten have passed away for one reason or another. When I was a senior, the shining star of our class (who I was sort of friends with and had known since we were 8) was killed in a car accident on the way to a speech team function (he was captain) and there was no foul play or drinking involved. Another friend of mine since kindergarten died during an asthma attack when we were 16. Two girls hanged themselves when we were in 8th grade. Another girl died while experimenting with drugs for thee first time, I believe. In another case, a young man in our class got behind the wheel of a car while intoxicated and slammed into a tree. He walked away, but the girl on the passenger side was killed. We were again 16.
It just depresses me to continually go to funerals and see my friends bein pall bearers. I'm only 21! This is not right!
I didn't know him well, but he was in a few of my classes and seemed like a very nice guy. Didn't seem despondent at all 4 years ago, but we know how quickly things can change.
Tragedy has sort of been following us around. I think a total of 13 kids from the year I started kindergarten have passed away for one reason or another. When I was a senior, the shining star of our class (who I was sort of friends with and had known since we were 8) was killed in a car accident on the way to a speech team function (he was captain) and there was no foul play or drinking involved. Another friend of mine since kindergarten died during an asthma attack when we were 16. Two girls hanged themselves when we were in 8th grade. Another girl died while experimenting with drugs for thee first time, I believe. In another case, a young man in our class got behind the wheel of a car while intoxicated and slammed into a tree. He walked away, but the girl on the passenger side was killed. We were again 16.
It just depresses me to continually go to funerals and see my friends bein pall bearers. I'm only 21! This is not right!