It was April 7, 2015; I had just come home from another tedious day of school. I was still on punishment for the 3rd nine weeks report card so I didn’t have a phone and nothing to do so I logged in on facebook to let the time pass by. As soon as I logged in on facebook all I saw was, “Tonight I lost a classmate, fly high Lexi”. I was so confused hoping that there was just another Lexi I I didn’t know so I inboxed Ajaysia Williams on facebook and she confirmed that it was Alexis Haywood and that she was in a car wreck and that it was fatal. My heart dropped instantly. People deal with grief in different ways. Some people dwell in pain instantly and others just bawl up emotions then let it out weeks, months or even years later. In my case I was very indenial at first mainly because we had planned to go to the sand court on Wednesday because volleyball tryouts where shortly approaching. Wednesday had come and I went to the sand court hoping that Lexi would come and say that everyone had got her confused with another blonde, blue eyed girl. I waited for a two
…show more content…
When I made it into the funeral home everyone was asked to write their favorite memory with Lexi. The first thing that popped in my head was back my freshman year. We had an away game and we were waiting in the gym for lexi to come, so we could leave for the game. There was no sign of Lexi until 20 minutes went by and we saw lexi bussing in the gym all hyped telling how she had just got in this fight outside and that the girl had broken her nose when clearly there her nose wasn’t broken at all. We had suspected Coach Greenhill to be mad cause she was late and she was fighting, but unexpectedly all she could do was laugh. Lexi had for sure set the mood for the night. After I wrote my favorite memory it was open casket. Something told me not to look at her casket, but I I did anyway and seeing her body as a fragile corpse really dropped my heart into my
When I made it into the funeral home everyone was asked to write their favorite memory with Lexi. The first thing that popped in my head was back my freshman year. We had an away game and we were waiting in the gym for lexi to come, so we could leave for the game. There was no sign of Lexi until 20 minutes went by and we saw lexi bussing in the gym all hyped telling how she had just got in this fight outside and that the girl had broken her nose when clearly there her nose wasn’t broken at all. We had suspected Coach Greenhill to be mad cause she was late and she was fighting, but unexpectedly all she could do was laugh. Lexi had for sure set the mood for the night. After I wrote my favorite memory it was open casket. Something told me not to look at her casket, but I I did anyway and seeing her body as a fragile corpse really dropped my heart into my