It was on a late afternoon of December 10, 2007 when screams, yells, and crying filled the atmosphere at the Hill School. A cop car was parked out in front of Foster dormitory and no one was allowed inside. Everyone was wondering what the hell was going on, how come no one was allowed inside the dorm. Shocking news a Post graduate like myself named, Alex Archie had hung himself from his own door. Thoughts and emotions ran wild throughout the students minds wondering why? What? How come? Is he alive? However he was pronounced dead, after all these years hearing tragic things on the news saying to myself, "Damn that sucks, but it won't ever happen to me." In reality it does and I started question things more asking God, how is this possible? This kid had everything going for him a full scholarship to a Division 1 Lacrosse powerhouse: Duke University. But Alex had thrown it all away over a silly matter is what was believed. To this day I think about Alex all the time and how he inspired me. Never gave up always strives for a goal that seemed so hard to reach... he conquered it. The number 16, the number he wore is always remembered throughout a sporting event. I don't know why God decided it was time for Alex to go or why he chose that method of death, but it was unjust. But then again God works in strange slow mysterious ways. I try to live everyday like it could be my last knowing that I could at any second. Alex will always be missed throughout my life.
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