January 2013, I woke up still stunned about what happen. It was if the tears that poured down my face were still there. As if the sadness was still there but yet it felt as if nothing ever happend. I barely got up from my bed... it was a friday and I had to go to school. My mom thought I was too sad to talk but I actually could not talk in fact i could not do anything. But I kept my head up strong and went to school. As I arrived arrived everyone stared as if they knew everything that happend but I didnt care I just kept walking I honestly didnt care. As first period passed I couldnt stay I was not phsycally able to continue school. So i said I hit my head at the nurse but my mom knew i was lying so I got two tylenol and went to lunch. As school finished my pain did not. When I went home I laid in my bed for the whole weekend. But life continued on but I didnt. As if I died with him. What hurts the most is that its just the beginning.