I found out this morning that my brother's friend died earlier this week. His name is Cory. He was only 13 years old. He loved to skateboard and was a very polite little boy.
It was 2 o'clock in the morning, his sister's boyfriend (19) woke him up to run to 7-eleven with him to get more beer, yes more he had already been drinking that night. He told him that if went with him he would buy Cory a slurpee. On the way back the car went off the road and hit a tree, bounced off and hit another tree. Both died. Cory was found with his slurpee all over his shirt. He was only 13.
This was my bothers friend, my sisters friend, a neighborhood kid everyone loved. He was so sweet, polite, slowly getting over his fear of dogs thanks to my great crew! His best friend had to carry his casket today. He was buried with a skateboard signed by all his friends and family.
Rest in peace Cory. I am sorry you didnt get to experience everything life had to offer. You will be so very missed by everyone who knew you!