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A Deadly Realization     I walked into school close to 825, rolling out of bed and a half(a) hour before. I wiped the rain from my face, I hate when it rains. As usual, I strolled in with a casual walk, like I was the coolest, because I could come out in late every morning since I had no starting signal period class. The first person I saw as I walked through the cafeteria toward the staircase was Louise. Usually an outgoing and crazy person, she strikes many as being on crack. She calmly and quietly said "hey", with her face to the floor, not however looking at me. On my way up the staircase to my locker, I passed my good friend Mike. He looked me in the face and said, "Did you examine?" I replied with intense wonder of what the latest gossip at Shoreham-Wading River amply School could be. "No", I replied, "what happened?" "Youll find out at the assembly." I had a few minutes before second period began, so I walke d to the library, and pulled up a seat across from my friend Kevin. "Whats up, I heard we have an assembly this morning." "Yeah, I pretend two juniors got in an accident last night, but I heard theyre all ok." I jokingly responded, "Well, at least periods are shorter." He gave me a circumstantial smirk, silently telling me we shouldnt be laughing over such a horrible occasion.     The bell rang, and first period ended. Dr. Hayward the principal came over the loudspeaker, " whole students please report to the auditorium." Kevin and I got up, and joined the crowd slowly squelch into the auditorium through the two open doors. I looked around and saw a group of my best friends sitting together. Katie had her head on Louises shoulder, and Mike and Kyle sit d have there with a blank stare on their faces. I do my way into a seat, and looked at every wiz, "Hey guys." No one responded, not even a look. By this point, I was sca red at what news I might hear. I didnt know what to be thinking. For everyone to be so overrule, it must(prenominal) be really serious. I looked around. Everyone had a look of wonder on their face, or they were crying, or just didnt know what to think. I didnt know what to think. I had never seen my friends like this before. Never have I seen Mike so serious, he would laugh if I got run over by a car. But this time was different for sur... ...ast person I knew that would take their own life. He always seemed happy, never missed a good laugh, and always walked around with a smile on his face.     On the last solar day of school, the senior class planted a tree in his honor. It was strange, only most twenty kids showed up. Those that felt really close to Wes. I think to those few, Wes will never really die, and hell always be there. Often times, when Im upset about something, I remember what happened to Wes, and realize, things can be much, much worse. &n bsp   That night, I drove down Wess street with a bunch of my friends. We each began to gurgle of our fondest memories of Wes, of all our memories of Wes. His smile was unforgettable, and his personality the kindest. Ill never forget that last thing Wes told me. "Ill see you on Monday." I never saw Wes that Monday, and Ill never absolve myself for not making more of that night with him. I think one really important thing that I learned from Wes, is to treat general of your life as if it may be your last. Ive heard that line so many times before, I never really thought about it, but now, I hope to never forget it.