Sorry for the blunt title, but I just don't know how else to say it....
I don't even know what to say. I talked to him a few days ago and he was fine. He came to my house all sweaty, because it was one of the hottest days of the summer, and asked if he could borrow our lawn mower. My mom wasn't here, but we talked for a few minutes and then he left...
And he was fine....
It just sorta weird now. At first I was shocked, then I cried, and now.....
I don't know...
The first person I told about it was Phonzy. I don't even know how to tell anybody else. My mom was about to cry, but she left to see my Grandma (that was my Grandma's brother). She probably cried in the car...
I have a feeling that I should be there, but that would be awkward. I don't like when people cry. I never know what to do...
Sorry if this journal is stupid, or doesn't make sense....