What Today Means to Me
Today is October 15, 2004. If my best friend, Chrystal, were alive, she'd be 26 today. Today is going to be a sad day for us, as we remember what today means. We've gone two years and three months without her, and miss her every day. It's still a little strange to me, that I can't pick up my phone and call her anytime I want. It's kinda weird when I think about it, that we'll never go to kareoke again, that I'll never see her on card night. There will be no more walks through the city, going to Victoria Park, and no more nights, sitting on her couch watching movies. Chrystal has missed out on her kids, who are now 6 and 4 years old. Her daughter, who is the oldest, started school this year. Chrystal didn't get to see that.
Today will be a day to remember her, and to make sure that she, and her murder are not forgotten. Remember, we still don't know what really happened to her, and who killed her. If you knew her, please, don't let her and her story be forgotten. Take some time today to think about her, perhaps a favorite memory. I'll go first.
A favorite memory of mine was a day back when we were still in high school. We decided that we were skipping last class, because the teacher was a dork. We walked around the school, instead of doing the smart thing, and leaving the school grounds. It just so happened that there were some kids squealing tires in the parking lot that afternoon, and the vice principal, Mr. Connelly, was on the war path. In search of the tire squealers, he met up with us. He knew we were supposed to be in class, but didn't really have time to deal with us, so just told us to go back to class. As soon as he was out of sight, we were gone again, still walking around the school. About a half hour later, again in his search for the tire squealers, he met up with us again. This time, he was mad. He sent us to the office, and we were to sit there until he returned. We did. When there was about 10 minutes left of the class, he showed up and escorted us back to our class. We sat there for 10 minutes, then went home. I still think that we pretty much got away with skipping that day, seeing that we didn't really get any kind of punishment, just taken back to class, even after being caught twice in about a half hour span.
Happy Birthday Chrystal, We Miss You.
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Today will be a day to remember her, and to make sure that she, and her murder are not forgotten. Remember, we still don't know what really happened to her, and who killed her. If you knew her, please, don't let her and her story be forgotten. Take some time today to think about her, perhaps a favorite memory. I'll go first.
A favorite memory of mine was a day back when we were still in high school. We decided that we were skipping last class, because the teacher was a dork. We walked around the school, instead of doing the smart thing, and leaving the school grounds. It just so happened that there were some kids squealing tires in the parking lot that afternoon, and the vice principal, Mr. Connelly, was on the war path. In search of the tire squealers, he met up with us. He knew we were supposed to be in class, but didn't really have time to deal with us, so just told us to go back to class. As soon as he was out of sight, we were gone again, still walking around the school. About a half hour later, again in his search for the tire squealers, he met up with us again. This time, he was mad. He sent us to the office, and we were to sit there until he returned. We did. When there was about 10 minutes left of the class, he showed up and escorted us back to our class. We sat there for 10 minutes, then went home. I still think that we pretty much got away with skipping that day, seeing that we didn't really get any kind of punishment, just taken back to class, even after being caught twice in about a half hour span.
Happy Birthday Chrystal, We Miss You.
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