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April 21, 2006
Sharon Is Gone
Roger and Charlie were fucked up. Hell, we were all fucked up. Sharon was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Sharon was a beautiful girl.
We’d all been doing shots of tequila and burning a few, mid afternoon, over at my friend Ed’s place. Roger, Charlie, and Sharon went out for some smokes, and after a while when they didn’t return…we went looking for ‘em.
We took the same route they would’ve taken to the store…nothing. We then headed to the place in the park where we all use to meet up.
Roger and Charlie were running toward us, and at that moment I knew this was bad. They were in shock, but not injured. Amazing.
Where was Sharon?
About a half-mile further down the road we saw Roger’s car. I ran to it like I’d never run before.
Sharon’s body was mangled between the tree they hit, and what was left of the car. We couldn’t get her out, and I knew immediately that she was dead.
I will never forget that.
I will never ever forget that.
That is some Bad Bad Juju.
You might ask why I would write about something like this.
Well I'll tell you...I've experenced the good and the bad, but it's all real.
I swear I have tears in my eyes as I type.
The bad makes the good better, and the good makes the bad worse.
Posted by Yabu at April 21, 2006 10:14 PM | The Past
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Every experience like that leaves a very profound mark..it's what we choose to do with it that makes the difference. Learn the lesson and let it go.
Posted by: Kelly at April 22, 2006 09:59 AM
