a boy in our class crashed his car into a telephone pole on thursday night. we found out the morning after. between second and third, i heard he was in a coma. half the school was gone on friday. a contusion and pockets of bleeding in his brain.
"he just came out of surgery. the doctors asked that if he could hear them to raise a finger and he did."
"his sister will be back soon, but we probably wont see taylor for a long time."
teachers and students cried together. and sullen faces crowd the hallways.
taylor and i had english together last year. sophomore year, he was class president. and he used to do the morning announcements on k-ahs.
i hardly saw him in the halls this year but knowing that the fluke of meeting is now obsolete...i wish i had known him better.