By Lauresa Woolfolk
Friday, January 9, 2004: The Last Day
I’ll never forget that day; it was the last day I saw my best friend’s face. We were in the 8th grade, and we were ending the academic day to begin our weekend. Originally, he was going to spend the evening with a mutual close friend and me, but he opted to go home.
In retrospect, Sean didn’t seem fine, but the excitement of our school’s sporting events clouded my judgment … Read more...