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Hi - nobody is exactly going to read this journal, since I'm a n00b, but what the heck. I'm going to be morbid and talk about death.

A girl at my school died last night. I never knew her, but a lot of people did. It took me forever to find out. When I did...

It's not even really her I feel sorry for. Not at all, actually. Nobody can really say she's got it bad - those who believe in the afterlife would say she's there, and those who don't would say she wouldn't exist to know she'd stopped existing. Either way - she's got it okay.

It's her friends and family I feel sorry for. The ones she left behind.

I hear about this girl who died, and I wonder... who depended on her? Who needed her? I know this about teenagers: Our friends are our lives. I know how much I depend on my best friends. When I'm sad, I go to them. When I have a thought, I go to them. I need them and treasure them. Who needed her? Who cried on her shoulder or held her in their arms? Her sudden disappearance would have thrown their whole world upside down, destroyed their life. What I'd do without my friends at school - without my elder friend stealing me at lunchtime, without my friend on the bus who always laughs and shouts about what an idiot Eragon is? Without the girls I run with in phys-ed, the ones I sit with and laugh with at lunch?

I know a lot of people who I can count friends. There are those from my choir, old friends I haven't seen in forever but still think about fondly, my best friends who I can never stay away from. There are those people I don't know as well but still feel a lot of affection for. There are my internet friends - I've never seen their faces, but life would be a lot different without them. I have a huge network of people I love dearly.

I assume, as a teenage girl, she'd have a lot of friends too. A whole web of people who's lives she'd changed. Add in family, teachers, and things like that and you've probably got half the city. Now... she's just gone. The hurt would spread outward through that web and send it crashing to the ground. It's like taking a spider's web and ripping it in half.

And what about her boyfriend? His life would have been torn apart. I don't know him personally, but he walked past me shortly after they found out. He looked... well, let's just say I wish no one else would ever have reason to look like that again. The sight made me want to cry. I picture anyone I know having to live without the special person in their life... that kind of thing, if they've been together long enough, is enough to destroy a person completely. I wish I knew him well enough to comfort him.

I didn't know her name - nor did I know his, nor those of her family or friends. But I'm sorry.