JustinsGuardianAngel

Justin, I know you're dead and you probably won't be able to read this, but I have to say it. I never knew you so well, I never chatted with you, I only knew you by your journals. I never chatted with you because I always considered myself as just one more of your guardian angels, I wasn't like Jeth or Kai, of even like Kaylyn, who I know was very close to you, Jeth, and Kai here on DeviantART. I always thought of it, though, and now that you're dead, I guess I've lost my chance, and I still don't know if I would have ever taken it, even if you had lived longer. This is so short, I wish I could write more but I don't know what else to write.

There are some things in life that just come without warning. Sometimes, they're good things. They make you smile. They make you glad to be alive. They make you think of how lucky you are. But there are some things that make you doubt your luck. Rather than being grateful for your life, you fear for it. You start counting down the days. You fear you won't open your eyes the next morning. And sometimes, more often than you can imagine... The eyes don't open. There is a body, but a body with no life. No soul. Like an uprooted marigold. Still beautiful. But lifeless. Gone. There are some things in life that uproot you. Like little childr