He's only
15
14 maybe. he was in my math class and thats about all i
know. He was always drawing. a fantastic artist he was.
music too. i heard he played a few instruments. and
that he played them well. he was funny. sort of a class
clown but, the class geek at the same time. I thought he
was pretty cool, but not everyone agreed. i guess the
didnt accept his differences.
well a few weeks ago, the car flew off the road. his
fragile body was thrown around like a rag doll, and he
was lucky to survive. fate hit him like a fast car, wrong
place, wrong time. its really a shame.
problem now is, he cant
remember alot. he doesnt remeber that he was an amazing
artist, in fact i dont even think he remembers how to
play the instruments he did. and i dont think its fair. i
dont think its fair that tradgedies happen to the good
guys. and that karma hits those who dont deserve it. why
did someone who was abused and home and bullied at school
have to forget how amazing they truly are?
if you read this. i appreciate it. im sure terence and
his family does too. please keep him in your thoughts and
prayers.
Stay Strong Terence