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A ruinous Realization     I walked into school around 825, rolling bulge of bed only a half hour before. I wiped the rain down from my face, I hate when it rains. As usual, I strolled in with a workaday walk, like I was the coolest, because I could come in late both morning since I had no premier period class. The first someone I saw as I walked through the cafeteria toward the staircase was Louise. usually an outgoing and crazy person, she strikes many as being on crack. She calmly and quietly said "hey", with her face to the floor, not even looking at me. On my way up the staircase to my locker, I passed my good acquaintance Mike. He looked me in the face and said, "Did you hear?" I replied with intense inquire of what the latest gossip at Shoreham-Wading River High School could be. "No", I replied, "what happened?" "Youll find out at the aggregation." I had a few proceeding before second period began, so I wa lked to the library, and pulled up a seat across from my friend Kevin. "Whats up, I heard we have an assembly this morning." "Yeah, I think two juniors got in an accident last night, nevertheless I heard theyre all ok." I jokingly responded, "Well, at to the lowest degree periods are shorter." He gave me a tiny smirk, silently telling me we shouldnt be laughing over such a horrible intimacy.     The bell rang, and first period ended. Dr. Hayward the principal came over the loudspeaker, "All students please report to the auditorium." Kevin and I got up, and joined the crowd slowly squeezing into the auditorium through the two at large(p) doors. I looked around and saw a group of my best friends sitting together. Katie had her head on Louises shoulder, and Mike and Kyle sat there with a white-hot stare on their faces. I made my way into a seat, and looked at everyone, "Hey guys." No one responded, not even a look. By th is point, I was scared at what news I might hear. I didnt feel what to be thinking. For everyone to be so upset, it must be truly serious. I looked around. Everyone had a look of wonder on their face, or they were crying, or mediocre didnt know what to think. I didnt know what to think. I had never seen my friends like this before. neer have I seen Mike so serious, he would laugh if I got run over by a car. But this time was distinguishable for sur... ...ast person I knew that would take their own life. He always seemed happy, never missed a good laugh, and always walked around with a pull a face on his face.     On the last day of school, the senior class deep-seated a tree in his honor. It was strange, only about twenty kids showed up. Those that matte really close to Wes. I think to those few, Wes will never really die, and hell always be there. Often times, when Im upset about something, I memorialize what happened to Wes, and realize, things can be much, much worse.     That night, I drove down Wess street with a bunch of my friends. We each began to talk of our fondest memories of Wes, of all our memories of Wes. His smile was unforgettable, and his disposition the kindest. Ill never forget that last thing Wes told me. "Ill see you on Monday." I never saw Wes that Monday, and Ill never forgive myself for not making to a greater extent of that night with him. I think one really important thing that I learned from Wes, is to treat everyday of your life as if it may be your last. Ive heard that line so many times before, I never really thought about it, but now, I commit to never forget it.