Will and my youngest son were the best of friends from first grade on. He often spent the entire weekends with us even though he lived just across the street. His dad was a drug dealer who was in and out of the pen.. his mom laid around all day from depression and drugs.
Often Will would come sit in my kitchen and we would talk if my son wasn't home yet. Talk about his dad, school, work, his girlfriend and such.
Will was 16 years old when his life came to an end. I had been out of town all weekend on business and was listening to the car radio as I pulled into town to listen to the news. Will had got into an argument with his boss that morning. When he came into work, his boss accused Will of being out drinking all night.. when in fact, he had been up all night trying to work things out with his girlfriend. The boss fired Will. Will went home, took the pistol from the cabinet and ran out the door before his mom noticed the gun missing. Neighbors said he came pounding on my front door.. asking them where I was. They had been looking for Will for 24 hours by the time I got home.
I was saddened and worried about Will and feeling helpless, I decided to go walk the woods behind the house. I found myself taking the path to the creek where my son and Will and I spent alot of time. As I walked toward the creek, I saw him sitting against the tree, facing the creek... his back to me. My heart sunk as I slowly walked to the front of the tree... my eyes never leaving the bloody shoes before me. I dared not look up for I knew what Will had come there to do.
I fell to my knees and the tears flowed.. turning the blood on his shoes pink. So many things went through my mind in the silence. What made Will choose this place to stop at? Did he remember back to all the good times he had with us.. swimming, enjoying a picnic, talking about nothing and everything, laughing til our bellies hurt? Did he think about his dad and how much he resented people telling him he would end up just like his dad? He had fought so hard to prove them all wrong. Did he wonder if he was the reason his mom was depressed... did he blame himself? Did he think about how he would tear his sisters apart with what he was about to do? How long did this child sit at this tree before he decided to pull the trigger? Was he afraid? Was he angry in those last moments or did he feel a sense of peace that his hurting would soon be over? Did he.... wonder where I was and why wasn't I there when he needed me the most? I will wonder about that for the rest of my life.
I told him how much I loved him, how so sorry I was for anything I may have done to let him down. Then I got up.. and trembling out of control as I called the police on my cell phone... keeping my eyes on his shoes.
I went to Will's funeral. I stood in the back and just shook my head in amazement as I scanned all the people that filled the room. The place was packed with his friends and family and I remember thinking just how truly loved this child was.
*I love you Will and you will always have a special place in my heart and the heart of my son.

Is this a true story? Cause if it is, it sure made me cry...

Oh my gosh, I just can't even imagine the pain you and the rest of Will's friends and family must feel. Thank you for sharing this story and reminding us all just how very precious life is.

-Mercedes

It is a true story. I am merely a blogger and write about my own thoughts and experiences. It haunts me still. Such a waste of life. Some say it is the easy way out.. a cowardly act... but I'm not convinced of that.

I am so sorry for what happen, and for how you learned of that.
No-one knows why, and they never will find out in this life as to that. Young minds have so much in them, and their energies
and expectations from others and in them selves,,sometimes over-flow into the unrational thoughts of ending,,,,all of it.
I hope you have seeked to get conselling, as you need to if you haven't,,,that scar he made when you fond him,,,needs to be
helped to know and feel it had nothing to do with any acts to or from you,,,HE made that decision,,,and thats,,,,,what you have to believe and know..
My son had this almost same thing happen with his best friend,,when my son and him were 14,,,,my son's bestfriend,,his ending was in his mind,,,a girlfriend issue,,,but no-one will ever know his either.
I will PRAY for you and your son to know GOD has him in his arms,
Will is out of his torment, and you both need to feel that and be at peace with letting him go,,GOD BLESS YOU BOTH,
This was very well written, and very emotional to read it through.
Yet THIS needs to be heard and read by everyone..
So as to help, and to share,,,,thank you for this.

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