Wednesday, November 23, 2005 . 11/23/2005

I'm back from the funeral. All I can say is, it felt like I was in a Stephen King movie. It was tough. Also because both Lee and Maddie's friends came, and they looked crushed. When my uncle first saw their bodies, he literally broke down and cried infront of their caskets. Leeland looked completely dead. His hair might have even been a hairpiece. He has gotten banged up pretty bad. Madison on the other hand just looked asleep, except for that flat, unmoving stomach. The actual funeral pissed me off in that the preacher guy went from remembering my cousins to telling us that he hopes all of us are christians or will be, of the importance of god, etc. I made a "pfft" noise more than once, outloud, though not very. It's not that I'm not sad for my cousins, because belive me, I am. It's just that whole christian thing, and then throwing in the kids to emphazise how much they wanted us to be christiand and that we should accept "god". I'll stop typing here as the internet keeps freezing.

Rest in Peace, Madison ( 1995-2005) and Leeland Bennett( 1991-2005 ). You will be missed. ---<---<---(@ 0 Comments - Post/view comments

Thursday, November 17, 2005 . 11/17/2005

I'm going to start posting here again. If I keep an actual diary and write in it I always get cramps.

I'll start with what recently happened:

A few days ago my uncle called, and I heard my mom on the phone. She was talking about a theater, which one we would go to. She hung up. Asked her what it was about, she said we'd be going to see the new Harry Potter in the theater next week with my aunt, uncle, and their kids Leeland and Madison. I was so excited, finally we were going somewhere and it wouldn't be just my parents going with me.

A couple days later a phonecall. I was in my room reading at the time. I went to the kitchen for something to eat just as my mom was replaying a message. It started with "Karen, pick up..." so at first I thought he was being silly, but then he sounded sad. I asked my mom what happened and she said they were in a serious car accident. I think, well, ok, they'll recover.

So I wake up the next day (today), and it's late. It's light outside. I get up and ask my mom why she hasn't gotten me up for school. She puts it blunt, "Leeland and Madison were killed lastnight in a car crash." I was shocked. Absolutely shocked. To think, just this summer, they were over here and watching the animals while me and my parents went up north. They used our shower, our bed, our tv, our refrigerator. We came back and we saw them. And now, gone.

My aunt is still in the hospital and may not make it.

From what I overhead on the phone, I guess it was Leeland's or his friend's birthday, turned 14. They were going someplace. The road was slippery. So they crashed and died. Even the friend they were bringing along.

Now we have another funeral to go to. I hate these. Too much crying, singing, useless praying. I'm not sure if I'll actually cry this time out of sadness or not. Lastime I cried at a funeral it was because the people there were singing so damn loud. Right now it's still a shock to me. Hasn't really sank in that two of my cousins are dead. So right now, I really have no feelings about it.

I won't be going to school again until after Thanksgiving.

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This took place at school. First day of a new semester in Health class. Teacher tells us if we want to learn, sit in the front. If you don't sit in the back. So I sit in the back because I like sitting in the back. After all, I may not WANT to learn about the current subject, but I do, anyway. Or atleast try. So then she says those people who have sat in the back won't be with the rest of the class but in the hallway, doing bookwork. Most of the kids in the back moved up, and only me and one other person stood ground. The teacher should know very well that the ones moved to the front are just sucking up to her. Then she went around the room, asking what college we'd like to go to and what we plan on doing afterwards. I felt like saying it wasn't any of her damn business.

So the next day she sends everyone who headed to the back of the room to the hallway, and we were given an assignment. We didn't do it. I read. Someone else slept. The other few people complained.

Which they have a right to. It's not going to help us any to be sitting out during lessons. That's like skipping, which I didn't mind; it was the stupidity of the teacher that bothered me. Must of been PMSing.

A couple days later she doesn't send us out again. A parent must have complained.

By the way, the teacher is young; in her 20s. And bitchy sometimes. Thought I'd mention that. 0 Comments - Post/view comments