Posted by Justin Montenegro

 

The Loss of a Good Friend

Three years ago on October 15th, 2001, I lost a good friend of mine to a four-wheeler accident. His name was Orlando but we called him Chacho he was a freshman in high school at the time and I was a sophomore. During our last period class, Chacho told me he would come to my house after school to ride our four-wheelers together. I told him I'd be waiting outside for him until he came. I awaited his arrival but he never arrived at my house that afternoon. I start feeling weird and had mixed emotions. While I was feeling hurt that Chacho had stood me up, I was also feeling anxious because he is known to keep his word. Right then and there, I felt a knot in my stomach. Little did I know that he had met his destiny... a destiny that we must all face. He was precipitated by an accident that occurred in the hills in front of my house. Chacho was climbing a steep hill, and his four-wheeler rolled over him, killing him at the scene. It was less than a mile away, but I wasn't able to help him. I didn't know yet at the time what was happening. How I wish I could have been there to comfort him for at least the few more minutes he lived. Chacho never made it to my house, but I go once in a while to visit the wooden cross that I put at his accident site for him.

 

 

 

 

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