The first day of school!!! Yess! I was excited. After two months I was bursting to finally talk to my friends face to face.
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Daisy was in my class again! It was something I was quite happy about. We had been in the same grade for the past two years. The two of us would be sitting next to each other. I couldn’t wait to meet up with her again!
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I walked into class expecting happiness and joy of everyone seeing each other but instead everyone silent. Some people were crying while others hugged each other.
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Where was Daisy? Maybe she was just late. It seemed like something she would do. I decided to just sit down and wait.
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Daisy never came to school that day or ever. While I was waiting for her the principal came in as well as our teacher for that session. Both had puffy eyes and our teacher had tears streaming down her face.
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What was going on? Why was this happening?
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“If you weren’t already aware your class for today is missing someone. Daisy. She was a beloved student of this school. But sadly we received notice that she passed yesterday. She shall always be remembered and remember that the therapists will always be open if you need to talk about anything.”
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I felt my stomach drop. No, I wouldn’t believe it. I couldn’t. She was just late, not dead. This was a prank.
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I started to cry. My friend ran over to me and gave me a hug. Our teacher sat next to me. Patting my back as I cried. I didn’t know her so well. So was I allowed to cry?
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The rest of the day was a blur.
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I think it's important to show other points of view on the subject of death as not only people who were close to the human who has passed but also others who are going to be hit by events. From personal experience, I know what it's like to be in Zia's position and to wonder if it's okay to feel upset even though you didn't know the well. But just remember all you're feelings are valid and grief comes in different forms.
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