Talk:Kick/@comment-5621472-20121211230406

Not related to Kick. So you can avoid this comment and continue with your precious minutes. D:

I just learnt that one of my best friend's father died today. I was wondering why she wasn't at school, but she arrived later on. She wasn't eating but her cousin was forcing her, he was being protective and I just thought she was loosing her appetite.

Then I heard this words, "Her dad died." My jaw had literally fell. And I had responded with a, "What?" and then I kept asking if it was true and I just couldn't believe it. Her dad was like my second father, and I can't imagine loosing my own dad.

I can't take in the fact that he's gone. Just like that. Death took someone's life, someone who was close to me and my family. It's been silent around the house, almost like we are honoring him and what happiness we gave us and his family and I can't imagine how they can deal with this if this, me and my family at our worst.

As I walked back home. I found myself looking at the sky and thinking, "He's actually up there now." He's gone. I pictured him dying a slow and peaceful death on the hospital bed, then I pictured his family resting at home with tears still fresh on their face. And I wanted to shed some with them. I think it's better that he is done suffering, God relived the pain and now he's in a better place. But I can't help but think, what about his family? How will they fend?

Holding back my tears as I type. But please, can you as my second family, support them, us, those who's currently mourning at my best friend's loss. I'm hurting, she's hurting, everyone he knew is hurting.

Please. Bless them. Hoping that good things will come their way, to never give up. Give them courage, and give them the will to live. Please. That's all I'm asking.

-Bethany