When the Wind Blows

The breeze carries my tears away with it. Another precious life taken away from us; another piece of my heart has been torn away. Outside, where no one can see me cry I pray that things will get better, but I’m not sure if they ever will. I know she still lives in all of us, by what we learned from her death. It seems so…unreal, how someone so young, so spirited could be gone. Dawn came to show that she was gone, the car torn apart, the train stopped, and four young ones dead. So when the blows…another tear drop falls to the ground.


Loral, this is for you. We love you and miss you.

i hope u guys liked that one. the girl i wrote about died a horrible painful death. she got in a stolen car with five other teens, she was twelve, her cousin Macy Moyers was fourteen and so were the other two that were killed. two survived one was fourteen and the one who was driving was the brother of the boy that was killed in the backseat, he was fifteen. well, they were out joy riding in that stolen car...they hit a stationary train going 60 mph. the four in the back seat were killed instantly i knew only Loral but i know that all three of the girls are dead and only one of the boys. it helped everyone that knew them learn a lesson, i'm never sneaking out ever again never. i hope anyone that reads this understands. well, i'll b posting more l8er ok? <3>

~Kailey!!:P