Loss is something that we all deal with at some point or another in our lives. Sometimes it's expected, and sometimes we lose the people we least expected. Losing someone is difficult for any young person to comprehend. We know we won't live forever, and neither will the people we are so close to. But still. It's shocking and heartbreaking. It feels even worse when you lose someone your age, especially before your twenties.

In high school you are supposed to be worried about things like which college you want to go to, whose house you are going to after school ends, and if your parents will let you go to the bonfire on Saturday. You shouldn't be dealing with the loss of a close friend, classmate, or teammate.

6:30 A.M. You groggily reach for your phone. It's been going off non-stop for the past hour, and you finally cave and get up. Are you reading these texts right? You can't be...

6:40 A.M. You run into your mom's room. She can't understand what you're saying because you are so distraught. She finally figures out what has happened, and turns on the news. It was true. All the local channels were running the story.

7:30 A.M. You get dropped off at school because you weren't sure you could drive. As you are walking through the doors, no one talks to you like they usually do. Actually, no one talks to anyone. Everyone's heads are down. Some people are sobbing and can't even bring themselves to walk through the door.

7:35 A.M. The bell doesn't ring today; everyone is packed tightly into the library. You are sitting on the couches with your friends. The guidance counselors are all walking around trying their best to calm students down. It doesn't work.

8:00 A.M. You hear the principal's voice over the intercom. He says really nice things, and for a moment it actually helps. Then he calls for a moment of silence. In that moment the entire world stops. No one moves. Honestly, you aren't sure if anyone even breaths; you didn't.

9:00 A.M. Slowly everyone eventually starts filing out. Starting with the people who knew her least, and going up from there.

12:00 P.M. Lunch time. You go through the line with your friends. No one is still really talking much. Nothing feels real and nothing feels the same. Except some things stay the same. You are still eating the same gross food. Sitting at the same table with the same friends. Except one chair is empty.

2:00 P.M. Walking into English class you are starting to feel a little better. The whole school is coming together to support each other. That's what she would have wanted. Class ends up being one long sentimental conversation; reminiscing on all the good times. The countless times she made everyone laugh with her goofy humor. Talking of things you wish she could be there for. Prom, graduation, and senior week...

3:35 P.M. You ride home with one of your friends and stay the night together because you don't want to be alone. Tomorrow hangs over your heads and things such as homework don't even cross your mind.