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I got a random gift from Rina. Yay. It was a daisy boquet, I think...I don't remember.
So, Maceknzie died on November 21st, right? Well, we don't have very good luck. A kid in my school named Alan died this past 21st. The odd thing was that his view was in the same room as Mackenzie's and they were burried on the same day. Scary, isn't it? We were all so shooken up by it. His death was an accidental suicide, but I'm not going to get into the details. I knew him I think, but I don't really recall. It didn't hit me as hard as Mackenzie's did. That was one of the worst things to ever happen to me. I can think of very little that compairs (My Nana's death, the putting down of my dog, and then her) When it came to Nana, she was suffering and we wanted her to not ever have to suffer again. Casey was going blind and deaf, and he was 'dangerous' because of this.
But as for Mackenzie, it was so hard (not that the others weren't. I still can't believe those occurred). I mean, it was the weirdest experience. Robert told me online, and I thought he was joking. I swore he was. It wasn't funny. So he called me. He was crying. I still didn't believe. So I called Krystin. She was crying. I bursted out crying. I couldn't believe it. She had died. A girl I had just seen not but a few days ago, who looked as happy and healthy as could be, died. A girl I knew, I sang with, I talked about Survivor with, I was beginning to build a friendship with, was dead. It was Thanksgiving break. We were told by our chior director that we were to rehearse and sing at her funeral. I went to the viewing before I went to rehearsal. I don't know why I did that. I saw her, lying in a coffin. She was wearing her varsity jacket. She had on her favorite hoodie. She was lying there in a coffin. She looked so pale. Her hair was up, though, like it always was. She looked like she was sleeping. I cried at her coffin. I had to say goodbye. Right after that, I left for rehearsal. We sang her favorite song, Homeward Bound, and a song we were working on. We went to the funeral later that week. We had to sing. Her coffin was right by us, the first soprano's, her fellow section. It was weird. We kept crying. We couldn't sing. It was hard. We stood at the gravesight and I placed a flower on her coffin. She was lying dead in it. That was to be the last time she was ever above ground. She was going under it. She was going to be dead. Forever. I still can't believe she's dead. I keep expecting her to come back. We're all expecting it.
Maybe her and Alan will show up on graduation and say they were just kidding. You never know. I hope it will happen, though.