"A car crash..."
"Five high school juniors died..."
My heart raced. What happened? Who was it? From BFA? Were they my friends? Are Kayla, Rosie, Steph, Abby, Lonna, Sara, Sam, Gen, and all the others okay? Please let them be okay. Please don't let them be from BFA. Please don't let them be someone I knew.
"They were from Harwood."
I breathed a sigh of relief. No one I know. And then another mental crash, because someone knows them. They were someone's friends, somebody's family. And now I wonder if I somehow did know them. If they ran cross-country or track, if they skied, if they wrote, because we are all connected somehow. And I hope none of my friends knew them, because I don't want them to go though that pain, even though I know someone is. I hope they find peace someday.
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gliech
Oct 11, 2016
Thanks for sharing this, SilverGoose. I had that same reaction to hearing this news, the double-whammy. Fear-relief-sadness. It's screwed up and nonsensical. Thanks for writing this. It must have been hard to do.