Motocross Girl

Good Bye

By: Megan Allison

I woke up that morning and flung the covers off. The change from hot to cold made me get goose bumps. I heard my mom in the other room checking the messages. Barely being able to hear what they were saying. I heard Daniel …dead. Right then and there my heart sank to the floor. Daniel was one of my best friends. And then POOF …gone. I could not believe want I had heard.

I tried to go through out the morning avoiding my family where they would not see me cry. But eventually my mom approached me and told me the news. “I didn’t want you to know until after school but I see you already know, Daniel died last night”. I paused for a second, “How did he die”.

She said, “He was ejected from car and died instantly. I ran outside to my dads building and sat on my dirtbike. Because when I am on it I feel like I can do anything and all my problems go away. I was shocked that my mom didn’t come after me. Luckily I was already dressed for school, so I just sat there until it was time to go. After about thirty minutes I went back inside and tried to wipe my tears away and put water on my face to cool it down, to make my face not as red.

When I went into my room my mom was waiting on me. I was thinking in my head not only am I upset and she is going to try to comfort me but I am so going to be late for school. I know it was a little weird that I was upset and I was thinking about being late for school.

“The funeral is tomorrow and I was wondering if you wanted to go?” my mom said. I ran over and hugged my mom, tears streaming down my face. She hugged me like that was our last one. My sister came in their and told us it was time to go. So I got up and went to go sit in the car.

When I got to school my mom gave me another huge. I pulled back quickly to keep myself from tearing up again. As I walked down the hall and sat down in my spot. I folded my arms and put my head down, so people could not see my puffy eyes and my red face. Because people would get all up in my business and then everyone would want to know what is wrong.

Then here it come, I knew it was coming. Once my friends got there “What’s wrong.” Then everyone would want to know what to know. So I tried to keep my friends quiet and then I told them. They felt really bad for me. But I didn’t want sympathy I wanted my friend back, was that so hard. I thought to myself.

Once the bell rang I jumped up and ran to the class room, trying to get away from them so I wouldn’t cry. Weaving in and out of the crowd I could hear, “What’s wrong, Megan what’s wrong?” I didn’t turn to look who said it. Once I got in the class room I sat down and put my head down. And all through out the day that is all I did. Then once I got home I did all my homework and just went into my room to grieve. No one messed with me and no one came into my room. So that night I told my parents good night and gave them both a big huge.

The next day I went to school feeling a little better. But still the question went on and on. But still the same routine. But when I got home I got dressed to go to the funeral. Once I, my mom, and my sister were dressed and ready to go we headed off to New Life Baptist Church. After about thirty minutes we arrived.

My mom turned and looked at me and my sister and asked us if we could handle it. We both were like yea. So we all walked in and all I could see were people crying everywhere. Every corner, every door way, and not one spot was empty of people grieving. I knew I was fixing to fit in really well. I saw his cousin who used to be our neighbor and hugged him. His mom and dad came up to us and gave us a big huge, and told us they are glad to see us. Once they started wondering away from us we went back to his cousin Timmy. I was like oh lord he had already started crying. He looked at and told me he wanted his cousin back. Right then I started crying so hard I felt like a waterfall. My shirt was wet from where the tears fell like rain.

My mom came over and gave me huge. I went over and sat down; I didn’t think I could handle it. But I wanted to tell him bye and that I will miss him. So I went up where my mom and sister where in line. There were a couple people in front of us. We moved up a little bit more and I saw his face. I had been crying the entire time, but now I could not stop. Now it has really hit me that he is not coming back, he is gone forever. So I really wanted to tell him bye and I would miss him so much.

And you know how you want to see something but you know it will make things worse. That is how I was. But I really wanted to see him. So I got back up and went to the front of the line and tears pouring down, I told bye and I will miss him so much. And stood there for about ten minutes. Then my mom came and got me. After we told everyone bye including Daniel, we left.

Once we got home my dad gave me a huge. Then I ran to my room, sat on my bed and cried. I felt pain, hurt, scared, and like someone was missing. It got late really quick so I told my parents night. And then my mom told me “At least he is a better place now.”