The death of a pop legend...[OBSESSED GIRL PART 3]

A Story by Lala

It was June 25th 2009 the day my life forever changed. (With that date, and with the help of Google, I'm sure you'll be able to guess who my Pop star is..)

I'm going to be honest and tell you the truth.

Life had taken a horrible turn for me...I was expelled from my high school for trying to be impressive to my new friends by bringing vodka and narcotics on school grounds..Because of that, I lost my friends, and even my joy.

The isolation, however, did lead me into developing a more stronger relationship with God since he was pretty much all I had to turn to.

On June 25th the electricity in me and my Mother's apartment was off because my Mother was late on paying the bill. I remember it was sooo hot that we had all the windows open. I'm not sure what I was doing on my phone, but it must've had something to do with being online because I saw a link that said something about my pop star being...dead....

I wish I could say that I threw myself to the floor in tears, or something of that nature...but I didn't... I thought the situation was funny. I didn't take it seriously at all. I just KNEW it HAD to be a joke. I didn't even tell anyone what I'd read...I guess that was my mind trying to convince myself it wasn't true.

Eventually my Mother and her friend who'd head the news from somewhere else, decided to tell me. I just casually said something like, "I know.." and left it at that. In the car I heard radio stations talking about how devastated the WORLD was, yet still, I never once broke out of my shell to not so much as shed a tear or say a prayer for his family.

There was this recording on the radio, of a guy saying, something like, "It's as if the world forgot he was just a human..." The guy was saying this in terms of how badly the media treated my pop star during his last years. This statement brought my Mother to tears! That's right my MOTHER cried before I did...

It wasn't long before FAMILY members of mine began to call me to see IF I were okay. Even old friends from the school i'd been expelled from called me to see if IF I were okay..

And really, I was. I was honestly, okay. Almost too okay...

or was I?