Sometimes, I sit in my room or in class or wherever there's a good place to think, and I ask myself the question: Would anyone really care if I died right now?
The answer is yes. My family. Yes. Braedon. Zak. Stevie. Yes. My friends would care. I know it. It would probably bring on quite a many tears. Actually, people I barely know would cry. Sometimes, a person isn't real to you, until they're gone.
After answering that question, I still don't feel too satisfied. Then I realize the real question I was asking myself.
Would he care if I died right now?
I am still wondering.