I'm about to cry. For a boy I don't even know. I read about him in the paper and commented how sad it was that he died. I happened upon his xanga tonight. He just turned 17 a few weeks ago. Sometimes I just don't quite understand why God takes those we care about. I always think about the saying that only the good die young. That makes me sadder than anything. This boy could have been any of my friends. I couldn't imagine losing one of the boys. Patrick or Jimmy or Jay or Tyler or anyone really. I just couldn't imagine it. I hope I never have to go through something like that. I know one day I'll hit that age where it seems the only time i see my friends from high school is at funerals. Pray.