To whom it concerns~Rissa's box

[Rissa Boot]

I will put things such as:

1. Photos
2. Notes
3. Charms and Keepsakes
4. Journal

Along with other such things in this box.

[Rissa Boot]

Dear To Whom It Concerns,

It's been a whole year now and I still miss Ronnie. How I'm living with out my dearest friend? Not too well, I'm stuck in my room scribbling away at this stupid journal I used to keep with her. She'd get it one week, I'd get it the next. We didn't dare look at each other's entries because at the end of every year we'd read it together. We'd look back on the year we had and rated it, the things we could have done was higher than the things we should have done. That's how it always was with Ronnie, at lest during these journals. Sitting on my dorm bed, just watching as time flings by me. Another minute. Another hour. Good bye, day. See ya later, week.

You know how every one says theres one person you think of when you wake up and theres the last person you think of before bed, well many say it's a loved one, a lost one, your partner in life, or so on. Yet Ronnie, my best friend, is the one person I think of when I wake up and the last person I think of before I go to bed. But to whom is concerns only the family and friends who were dearest to one who has died understands how loosing a friend can be so.. traumatizing. Not any other person witnessed it when she left, except me. Not one person can say that they saw what I saw. Not one.

What I had seen, was even too much for me. Yet the ones who try to comfort say they know how you feel. Well they don't. They weren't there while you witnessed your own friend, the friend you've know all you life, get shot right in front of your eyes and you couldn't do a thing. Not one move, just a shock of horror. Not one damn thing. Then it's over. Seeming as your whole life starts to just.. rip, rip right down the middle and brake. Like you just threw your whole life away.

But to whom is concerns, I wish Ronnie and I won't have walked to the park, or that we went when the sky started to darken, or that I never went to her house that day. Or, going way back, wishing we never met. At least then, more than one life would have been spared. At least then..


~Rissa


(Note: This really is based of a true story, true'da. It happened to a friend of mine, she went on a walk to with another friend of mine. They went to the park when it was started to get dark(thinking they'd leave before it started to get too dark). Two guys walked up to them screaming and hollering at them, demanding their money, necklaces, rings ect. But Kira didn't have any money on her, nor did she have anything else valuable. One of the guys grabbed her by the hair and yanked her to the ground, pointing a gun to the side of her head. The other guy pushed Ayu up to a tree screaming at her. Ayu on the other hand, had her cell phone and some money, the guy took her money and ran off. But apparently by 'accident' the other guy who had a gun to Kira pulled the trigger while leading off a sprint after the other guy. The bullet hit Kira right above the ear in the side of her head. It was the worst day of my life ever. So I typed this story up in Ayu's point of view, and also trying not to cry.)