Death

Last night I found out that a girl that I grew up with recently committed suicide. It was a pretty big shocker, I mean... she and I are pretty similar when I think about it. She was a good student, went to a great high school, had similar expectations of herself, and wanted to become a doctor. So why would she take her life away? 

I don't really know the details, in fact, I don't even know if she's Christian, but I would like to believe that she is with the Lord now...

I always thought that I was okay with handling death, I mean... I want to become a doctor, so eventually, I'm going to see a lot more people dying than I planned on seeing. Her suicide, however, was just a complete shock to me, and I don't think death has ever felt so real before. I mean, my grandma died a few years ago, but it was kind of expected; she was old and she had a stroke a few months before she passed. And when you hear about people committing suicide, it's never someone that you actually know. Someone that you talked to, laughed with, grew up with... but this case was different and it was such a wake-up call for me.

I can't believe I know who the funeral is for... we're too young for this.