A son, a brother, a cousin, a friend.

On Friday the 13th of May I was rock climbing with some of my fellow classmates at this camp when my best friend Larry came over to me with this strange look on his face. I asked what's wrong and he replied, "Dave is dead." Now there's so many people I know named Dave that I had no clue who he was talking about until he said the last name Rivera. In my head I'm thinking there's no way that David Rivera, the tall lanky pretty boy I grew up with could be dead. I went on facebook and all I saw was "rest in peace Dave", "missed but not forgotten", "why did you have to take him God?" Even after all that I was in denial. I grabbed my phone and shot a text to his cousin Marisol who's a good friend of mine. "Is Dave okay," I said and she replied,"he's dead." I froze. My fingers shook and it was like I couldn't move. Almost instantly every memory I had with him flashed before my eyes. Dave was always the one coming up with the "get rich quick" schemes when we were younger. I swear he had to be the only kid in the 6th grade that sold candy and knew how to make a profit. I didn't even know what a profit was before I met Dave and now all of a sudden he's gone. Every since then I always knew he'd pursue a career in business or basketball. He was so skinny but he could shoot the lights out of a gym. I always told him he looked like spaghetti noodles on the court. He'd laugh and make some corny joke back that was never funnier than mine. It seemed so unreal to think that Dave was actually gone. So many questions rushed to my head but I knew God had the answer to them all. When I got home later that night I laid on my bed. All I thought about were more memories I had with Dave. I remember Dave's cousin had a sleep over for his birthday and Dave and I stayed the night. We went skating earlier that night. None of us could skate, so don't ask me why we were there. Dave had to have fallen 20 times. It was the funniest thing I've ever seen. We had so much fun that night and I couldn't believe that we'd never be able to do it again. I cried out of anger that night. I was so angry that he'd left all of us. Only God knows why he took David from us, but he'll always and forever be truly missed. Everything happens for a reason and maybe God chose Dave to open the eyes of everyone around him. This tragedy should have made everyone realize that life is too short to have words unspoken to someone. If you love someone, let them know each and everyday because you never know when God will call them.

Who's my Audience?

Over the break I had a meeting with Mr Colon. It was probably one of our most productive meetings. We talked about the steps that should be taken to get our t-shirt line up and running. First and most importantly is to get the design finished and on the computer. That way it saves us money in our pocket because if the guy whose doing the t-shirts has to format it himself, he'll most likely charge extra and we don't want that. The price of the shirts is somewhat important but, who I plan on selling my shirts to is a question I don't have an answer to. Of course people in my age range for now until it grows into something much larger. Then and only the will we be able to market the shirts to everyone. The first run of shirts is always the hardest from what I hear, and I think we're going to do phenomenal.