Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Death needs to die

It's sad around here. I came down after class and she was curled up on the couch with the lights on and her head covered. I knew something was wrong. She came upstairs later and I said, "Ruthie, were you sleeping with the light on?" She said, "No. I was hiding. I was crying." She told me that her friend had been killed in a car accident.

This is a problem. Too many kids around here die. This has to stop. I've had enough already.
~MJ

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