So there was this one girl, Samantha Henderson. All of her friends called her SH. So they could be like, HEY... SH! So it was almost like "shh". So then one day, She was walking to school, very nervous she was. She knew she would be out on her own soon... And have to be more responsible than she could fathom at this point. Although she was almost 18, she didn’t feel like she was 18, she didn’t feel like it was her time to move out on her own. And though she liked the thought, she was nervous. She could envision her first night at her own apartment, alone, listening to the crickets outside... wondering what her mom was doing at the home she had just left. Samantha had dozed off while walking, still appalled and shocked at how her feet kept carrying her down the street although for a few good minutes she was mentally not present. She hadn’t noticed that she walked right into the speedy intersection without hitting the "Cross" button which would have enabled her to walk safely across the street. But before she could even let out a scream, the driver of a F-150 was not paying attention to the road in front of him either. And out all of the weight he could on the brakes, but it just wasn’t enough…

The Ford smashed into Samantha, sending her soaring in the air, and landing on the asphalt, sliding down the street for ten feet before ending her trail of blood in one pool of red. Samantha had died… Samantha was gone… Forever.

Next time you decide to zone out… In class, or walking, or whenever, remember Samantha. She was my closest friend, and I sure as hell remember her.

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hmmm.... im trying to see if there is some kind of hidden message or joke or something to this, but all i can keep thinking is how the hell anybody knows all of those thoughts that were going through her head if she died?

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thanks for the shout out
and
this a true story?
like
wtf did the SH have to do with anything son?
if its true, rip
but i got a feelin you on some other shit
cos it started off as a joke
:-\

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Nah, its true. And yeah, about the joke, i was just trying to remember the good times with her.. Wasnt sure if i was gonna make it to emotional, then i got to thinking.. and just, emotions poured out.

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ummmm... answer my question

somebody just made that part up about what she was thinking the whole way home? oh wait, that was the whole story, except the fact that she got hit by a car...

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Damn nigga, I hope you get through it ok.

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Soundclick

No, but i knew how she felt about moving out etc before the accident. I knew she was worried about it all, and she had told me how she envisioned herself in the new apartment alone etc, the night before it happened.

I just built on it a little bit.

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What the fuck is wrong with you people? His friend just died and you wanna sit here and question everything?

You have mental problems.

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Soundclick

Thank you, thank you very much.

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nah, i know how Hopesfall posts......
and therefore, i know to think hard before taking things he says seriously, and im sure he knows that.... but now that i realize he's serious, R.I.P... it'll all be good in the end famly...

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Thanks for understanding and stuff.

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That's sad as fuck. When she got hit by that ford did she like, pour blood like a milk carton falling on to the floor, or did she crack and splat like a stuffed taco hitting the floor?

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still think what i said was fucked up Soc?

i knew this shit was comin, and i was just makin sure i wasnt gonna be the only idiot like "RIP" when there was some joke about the story that i totally missed...

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Now, I don't care. Because there's no way imma let this thread turn into a huge argument and "net-beef". That's just fucked up to the original purpose. I'll just talk to JTR later.

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Soundclick

lmfao..................

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