The Silent Boy

He was a quiet kid in my English class and his words stopped me from making a very bad decision.
He was shot in the shoulder and bled to death. His sister found him. I went to his funeral and I just remembered over and over again his caring words that helped me. He was so young and I miss him. Then I remember that the only time I ever heard him speak was to ask if I was okay. You never truly realize you need someone until they are gone.
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Jan 13, 2013