Celebration of Life

The bay windows placed behind my bed let in unforgivable beams of sunlight nearly every morning around 7 A.M. For over a month I had been throwing my blankets over my head cursing the fact that I kept forgetting to buy curtains. I was almost used to waking up so early, but on the 9th of September, 2009, the sun was letting me sleep. When I finally woke up, I felt different, and my dog hadn't come to lick my face when I called her name. Outside, it was cold, dark, and wet. I could tell today was going to be one of those days. Even though I wasn't looking forward to my day I found the strength to roll out of bed. Especially because I was worried my dog Daisy was causing trouble. Sure enough I had found her whimpering in the corner because she couldn't get a bag of crumbled Doritos open. She had already demolished a half eaten roast beef sandwich from Arby's, and what I believed to be the remains of a rotten banana peel. I cleaned up her mess and quickly grabbed her leash to see if I could exhaust her on a walk. After a half hour spent in the rain I realized I forgot my keys and didn't have my cell phone. At the time I was living on the third floor, and the only window that I could access was up an old rusted fire escape. Thankfully, my window was unlocked and easily opened. It felt like my day couldn't get any worse. So, I decided to waste it by watching TV. As soon as I made myself comfortable, a loud annoying sound began chiming every minute on the dot. I unhappily got up and went to find my phone. It had several missed calls from my best friend Rachill, and a text reading, “CALL ME ASAP. VERY VERY IMPORATANT!” My day had just gotten worse; I knew something was wrong. When I called her back, my heart was pounding, my hands were sweating, and I was bracing myself for the worst. Her voice answered with a very faint, “Hello.” The words, “What's going on?” flew out of my mouth. She informed me that our good friend from high school, Collin