Death, A Sad Thing

      Death. It's a sad thing. I didn't know it could hurt so much.

      I had lost a couple family members. Really distant family members. So I never felt much. But, yesterday our whole school got an email. Robert, a class clown, a great artist, and a boy who would run in all fours, died, on Saturday around 1 AM. 

   

       Even though we were sent an email. I didn't know until I got to school. I opened my car door and two of my friends start screaming,"DO YOU KNOW? DO YOU KNOW?!?!?!" I responded no. And they told me everything.

        Robert died in a car crash. Her mom lost control of the car and flipped the car. Robert probably not wearing his seat belt flew out of the car. Died instantly. 

        My teacher being the way he is talked slowly and calmly. We practically dedicated our day to him. We wrote on the board about him. We wrote letters and drew pictures for his family. And we had no homework. 

         But, I felt a feeling I never felt before. Grief. It starts in your head. Then goes to your stomach.