Humanities.
Below is a short narrative on something that has either changed us or impacted us greatly, I wrote about my classmate. This took place in 7th grade, 2010-11.
Angie’s Song.
It was a good day, finally friday. Talking about upcoming birthdays and parties. After school there was soccer practice, 2 hours of a fun workout with the girls I love the most. Then I get home and, as usual, I check my phone; then I stop. I can hear my heart beating but I feel it skipping a beat or two at a time. I can’t believe it, I start typing faster than humanly possible, Don’t mess around like that! What’s your problem?! Don’t say that?! Are you stupid?! You’re kidding right?! Stop lying to me.. I kept typing but slower and slower and slower. I decided fighting with people over who was right and whether it was ok or not to make those accusations. I start going on news’ channels, websites, anything that has facts to prove what everyone was saying. When finally I come to one website, it didn’t have a lot of facts yet as this had just happened but there were enough. The tears had been there since I checked my phone but now I was balling, it was uncontrollable.
“MOM!”, I yell for the comfort that she can give me. She comes and as soon as she sees me she asks,
“What’s wrong? What happened? Are you ok? Oh my god, what’s going on?!” I tell her everything, she comforts me as much as she can but I know what she was thinking, she knew she could only comfort me so much and something like this would heal on its own and she couldn’t really do anything. Then finally, it was announced for everyone to know the truth. I was in shock, I honestly couldn’t believe it; any of it. I kept writing on her Facebook wall, If you’re ok, please answer this... I knew what had happened but I kept choosing not to believe it, it didn’t work for long. My friend, Maya, is a singer, she wrote a song on piano about what had just happened. I listened to a recording I took of her for the longest time, I lost the recording after a while but I know parts of the song by heart in which those parts will always be in the back of my head somewhere. The candle light went by and then the open casket ceremony. At the ceremony I was with some friends, Molly, Emily, Jessica, and Ariel. We were all crying our eyes out, it was just too much. That’s where I met Molly actually, and I knew she’d be a great friend once she wiped my tears. Afterwards was the big ceremony with the cars, the closed caskets, the family, friends, teachers; the “saddest” part, the funeral. Once at the cemetery I finally realized what was happening. I saw their family, their grandmothers/mother, their dad, and friends. As soon as I saw the tear filled eyes of their dad I couldn’t stand it, I cried along with everyone even though I had sworn that there were no more tears for me to shed. There was a get together at Corky McMillin Elementary School after the funeral to just bond together after the horrible events. I went with my friend Ariel, we didn’t stay long because we weren’t really in the mood to put on a fake smile and try to have a good time. We said goodbye and thank you to everyone and left. I got home and I was sad, for a very long time actually, I never really showed it because I’m not the type to be sad and dwell on my life every chance I get. I never really got over it, to this day I’m not over it. I write on her Facebook wall every so often or look at her Youtube videos, just to remember how happy she was, how happy she should’ve been. Her whole family gone from one day to another, three wonderful people gone... forever. It’s been over a year now that Anjelica Nicole Alvarez, Catherine “Mary” Alvarez, and Hamid Michel Alvarez Jr. left us and even though it’s different now they’re still here somehow. Sometimes I think, “Did you know that you were loved? Did you know that you were liked?” But I know she knew or at least she does now. I randomly stare at the night sky and I’m just staring at the stars, looking at the moon wishing that I could be there with you. I know they’re in a better place now and that there is now three more angels looking out for me. Rest In Paradise Angie, Catherine, and Hamid.