Saturday, April 09, 2011

I had planned on doing a post today detailing my "hard decision" about how to do my hair for prom in a few weeks.

However, earlier today, two boys who go to my school were out enjoying one of the last days of spring break and were walking along the side of the road talking with one another. Out of nowhere, two cars had a collision right next to them. They looked up just in time to see a truck spiraling towards them, out of control.

When the paramedics arrived, they found one of the boys dead and the other pinned under the truck.

Rhyan, the boy who died, was in my grade. Timmy was in band with me this past year and is a sophomore.

I'm not going to sit here and pretend that Rhyan and I were best friends just because he died. We didn't dislike each other, but I don't know that we've ever had an actual conversation. We just knew of each other because he became best friends with one of my exboyfriends. But it's sad. It makes me feel really sad. We graduate in less than two months. Such a waste of life. Such a waste of potential.

And I just found out that the car that caused the accident was driven by a girl in my grade as well as the truck that hit the boys. The truck driver is one of my decent friends.

What are the chances that all of those involved go to my school, and three are in my grade...I've been going to school with them since elementary school...

I was thinking about this earlier, and I noticed that pre-high school, everything was kind of a happy-go-lucky ride. No one died other than the occasional long distance relative or maybe someone's grandparent. Once I got into high school, though, it's been constantly present.

We've lost three of our students: one when a gun accidentally went off, one to a pregnancy complications, and now one to a car accident. This has all been within the past two years.

I also know of at least six parents who have died, and one of which I was really close to. Another one of the parents was also one of our football coaches. He was in a motorcycle accident and no only left behind six kids but also an entire high school mourning the loss of one of the figures in our lives that we feel is supposed to be constant.

It's like it just doesn't stop.

It's just...sobering.

3 comments:

Samantha said...

Wow that is heartbreaking. I'm sorry to hear that. I can't even imagine!

How horrible. I think the word you used, sobering, is perfect.

Anna Walker said...

Oh mu gosh! That is awful! Seriously. AT my high school, we lost a kid in 7th grade, his Aorta just burst it was devastating. My grade hasn't had anymore deaths, but the grade above me has had one, and two kids that were freshmen in high school died last year.

IT is devastating and sobering. What happened at your school was such a freak accident! I'm so sorry.

Kate said...

That's so horrible, I'm sorry to hear that. Growing up definitely has its downfalls. As teenagers we often feel we're invincible, so it's hard to believe that this could happen. Sobering is the perfect word.