It's not easy spending a normal day with a  friend, not taking advantage of the time u spend with that person, not paying close attention to their smile, their laughter, the look of joy and failure on their faces. The simple things they say were just like every other thing they said. the fact that u see them each day at school u take the time u spend with them for granted. Not knowing that the next day u wake up u will get a call saying your friend is gone. How could that be and u spent the day with them yesterday. shocked out of this world, rocked to your bones. It's hard each Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday morning when i take my tiny steps to the Biology lab praying and hoping that your  seat beside me won't be empty. Praying that you come in and say "Weh yuh seh Housen 1 inna Bio nex year." But as i get closer  i'm brought back to reality. Your seat will be empty; it always will. But it's hard, the hardest thing i have ever felt in my life. The tears i cry are never enough.

    Each morning i step throught the gates of Meadowbrook memories of u flush my mind cuz this is where we spent most of our time. At school we the cadets talk about the good times we shared with you. We laugh but deep down i know we're all crying. they say everything happens for a reason but no 1 can give me the reason y u left us. so until then i'll be missing you.