Angels

Everyone has an angel in their life. You may not know who it is but he/she is there. I have two angels. Chase and Jason. I met my first angel 5 years ago today. His name was Chase. Chase was my 1st friend at school that year. As usual I was attening a new school, and I had no friends at first, or until that was Chase came along. Okay, well I had friends, but not the kind of friends I wanted. I wanted good friends, close friends. Well I knew I would be going to a new school the following year. So i dared not to get close to anyone because I knew I would be gone soon. Then one day I was sitting on the playground (remember guys 4th grade!) and me and some of my friends were talking. I even remember what we were talking about. We were talking about how Alma (a friend) broke her arm. And Chase, a daring and brave young man, an older brother of a friend walked to the little group of girls that included me, and asked if he could talk to me. And me wondering why a 14-year old boy would want to talk to a little immature fourth grade girl. We talked and talked about everything and anything, half of which I did not understand, because he was older and more mature than me. Well, after that day we became the best of friends. He never told me why he wanted to talk to me that one day on the playground. And I never thought to ask. There was a mutual feeling of peace between us. And even after I moved we kept in contact. Going to see movies on the weekends. And when I hit 7th grade, he asked me out. And I was thrilled to have such a wonderful guy asking to be his partner.We were always around eachother, and we talked on the phone all the time. The one thing I did not like about this relationship was that we had to keep it a secret because he was so much older than me. We had new adventures and great times together. I never thought anything would go wrong. One day, January 7, 2006. Chase was in a car accident. He was in a coma in the hospital for about a week. I went to see him every day. I had to tell lies to get there. But I knew I needed to help him through this. I know he didn't know I was there, but I was by his side every minute, I even stayed the night at the hospital once. One day, I was about to leave and I bent over and gave him, a lifeless body, a gentle kiss on the forehead. And I started to lay my head on his chest, when I heard a loud beeping, and nurses and doctors rushed in and asked me if I would please step out of the room. I did as they said, and slowly one by one they nurses and doctors came out of their room. A look on their faces that noone can describe, a look of hopelessness, a look of horror. And to my surprise my baby was gone. Chase died that afternoon in the hospital with a kiss goodbye, a kiss he could not feel, nor even know I was there with him that week. It all ended with a sad goodbye. I miss my Chase ever so much.That is why I write this story to tell people, that they do have an angel out there somewhere, somewhere looking over them. I love you so, you just don't know it.And later in another post or blog sometime in the future, I will post something about my other angel Jason. That one won't be as sad.I hope you all enjoyed learning something new about me.Any questions or comments feel free to say anything you like in a message. Message me!

~Sey(BuTtErNiCkLe)