Dearest Darling Readers,
On Friday night, a boy in our town named Andy Pena passed away at only age 14. He was a nice and funny kid and nearly everyone misses him.
But what irritates me is that now that he's gone, all of the people, particularly girls, who were never even nice to him, are pretending that they were his best friend. Now, I don't claim to be his best friend. In fact, we were barely friends. He was a friend of a friend who occasionally hung out with me and the others in our friend group. But it still makes me kinda mad that people are pretending to have loved him when really they barely knew him.
But, Andy's death should be about more than the few attention-cravers that make a mockery of it. I wish that I had known him better. In fact, he was supposed to come on a scavenger hunt with our friends and me next weekend. It still gives me chills every time I look at the post that he made on Facebook the night before he died, on the event page for the scavenger hunt. It's so weird how he was perfectly fine one day and dead the next. He was a healthy kid! He was on the cross country team! It's so unfair that he was so young. His parents brother are devastated. The whole town seems to be grieving.
We'll miss you, Andy Pena. You're in a better place now, free from the stresses of life, and I suppose we'll all join you some day. Except me of course cause I'm probably going to hell.
~Book
March 28, 2011
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