Wednesday, May 05, 2004

Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.

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Tomorrow is David's viewing. It finally hit me tonight that this wasn't a dream. David and Asa are gone. It doesn't matter what happened. It doesn't matter who was on what. They're gone. I feel sick to my stomach every time I think about it, but the thought never leaves me. I didn't know Asa, but I miss him just the same. I've known David for seven years now, and though we weren't very close during these past few I feel as though a piece of me is missing. The David I knew would never have done this. He would never have let this happen. Maybe it was just a mistake. Maybe he didn't think the gun was loaded. But a different David aimed the gun. A different David pulled the trigger. It never should have happened.

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