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Week Twenty-ONE This has got to be my worst week by far. I feel so awful that I don�t think that I have the strength to write this �but I�ll try. Guess what�s happened � Linda�s Father and Brother are dead! Can you imagine that one lowlife bastard piece of shit drunk asshole killed my friend�s Dad? And the muthafucka is still alive?!? Imagine that bullshit. Linda�s Dad and brother were on their way back home from soccer practice when this fool slammed into them. Why in the world would somebody be drunk at 5pm? What kind of lowlife is that? I can barely move. Linda�s Dad was the sweetest guy I knew. I remember how we used to sing during carpool and he used to make up all these songs for us to sing along to. And he�s silly dancing at Linda�s 10th birthday (the poor girl was so embarrassed) and how he always brought something for us whenever he visited my parents (we looked forward to it!). Oh, I remember when he caught us ditching school and smoking pot (of course goody goody Linda wasn�t there) and he promised not to inform our parents if we in turn promised never to do that again �and he kept his promise. He was the coolest Dad in the world and always reminded me of Bill Cosby. I can�t believe this bastard has done this to Linda and her Mom. Linda�s brother, Andy was only 8 years old! Oh my God! Why have you done this? Linda�s parents had tried for so long to have another child and finally after about 14 years they got Andy. And now he�s gone. Andy was so much younger than us that he could never be considered a pest. He was such a little sweet natured boy who only wanted to please everyone. And now he�s gone. Just because this white trash decided to drink and drive. Why couldn�t the bastard just kill himself? I cannot believe how Linda�s Mother is feeling now. The poor woman. And Linda. Poor Linda. Daddy�s uptight little girl. Unlike most cases, Linda�s Dad always encouraged Linda to actually have more fun. And this sometimes caused some strife between them. Linda loved her Dad but sometimes they butted heads and this poor girl�s been crying her eyes out because she feels that her father never understood how much she loved him. Personally, I think it�s obvious he did because he always tried to be friends with us so that he could be closer to her. He was always interested in everything she did which transcended into everything we did. God why do you keep doing things like this? If one more person tells me some bullshit about God knowing best, or how everything happens for a reason, I am going to have to pluck my eyes out. What da fuck!?!? Someone should please tell me the reason Andy is dead. What in the world is the bloody fucking reason!?!? Why in the world would a merciful God allow such an innocent boy to die but allow all the rapists and murderers of the world to go around successfully doing their jobs? And you say God is just? Where�s the justice in that? I am sick of this world and I am sick of God! Femi, 2:20pm, Sunday, September 01, 2002 |
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