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A Deadly Realization     I walked into school around 825, curl out of bed only a half hour before. I wiped the rain from my pillowcase, I hate when it rains. As usual, I strolled in with a occasional walk, like I was the coolest, because I could come 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 verbalize "hey", with her face to the floor, not even 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 hear?" I replied with intense wonder of what the latest gossip at Shoreham-Wading River High 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 walked to th e library, and pulled up a seat across from my friend Kevin. "Whats up, I perceive we have an assembly this morning." "Yeah, I think two juniors got in an accident last night, further I heard theyre all ok." I jokingly responded, "Well, at least periods are shorter." He gave me a tiny smirk, silently telling me we shouldnt be laughing over such a horrible thing.     The bell rang, and first period ended. Dr. Hayward the principal came over the loudspeaker, "All students please report to the auditorium." Kevin and I got up, and joined the crowd slowly squeezing 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 sat there with a blank stare on their faces. I made my way into a seat, and looked at everyone, "Hey guys." No one responded, not even a look. By this point, I was scared at what news show I m ight hear. I didnt know what to be thinking. For everyone to be so upset, it must 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 neer 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 ever seemed happy, never missed a good laugh, and evermore walked around with a smile on his face.     On the last day of school, the senior class deep-rooted a tree in his honor. It was strange, only about 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.     That night, I drove down Wess street with a raft of my friends. We each began to talk 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 forgive myself for not making more of that night with him. I think one really important thing that I learned from Wes, is to treat habitual 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.