I am not really myself today. Physically, I look the same. Mentally, just not all there. (Stop laughing. I know that I am normally not all there, but this is different.) This is a tough post. Just be warned.
Yesterday was April 20. The seniors are released from school on April 29th. The entire school lets out on May 14th. The place is loud and happy between classes.
Today is April 21. We are out of school on Friday. There are a total of 16 days left in this school year. And there are no loud happy students in the halls between classes.
What could have changed so much just overnight?
Yesterday afternoon, around 4:43 pm, one of our 16 year old ninth grade students was pronounced dead by the county coroner at the scene of a motor vehicle accident.
This boy was in my son's class. He was one of 28 students in that grade. His brother is a senior. His father was raised in this school, just like many of us here.
We are not a happy place right now. The only word I can come up with to describe this place is eerie.
It isn't supposed to happen here. Not our school.
But it has. And it sucks.