Only the Good Die Young
Jaclyn Janssen
English 105
January 19, 2013
Only the Good Die Young
When I woke up this morning, I glanced at my screen on my phone and the date read “January 19, 2013” in big bold letters. My cheeks started to burn and I immediately regretted waking up so early on such a horrible day. I rolled back over squeezing my eyes shut to try and force myself to fall asleep again but it was too late. My mind started to wander to January 19th four years ago; one of the worst days of my life. I was a freshman in high school and I hadn’t a worry in the world. I started to think back to the night before January 19, 2009, also the night before Martin Luther King Day, which meant no school the next day for the Bellevue West students. My boyfriend, Dan Gengel and I were snuggled together on the couch with our eyes glued to the movie “Pineapple Express.” His phone started to vibrate startling our concentration. He slowly answered the phone and put it on speaker. Benjamin Glovers voice pierced through the small speaker causing an instant smile to form on both of our faces. Ben had this nerdy voice he used to always use, “Hello Daniel, would you wish to take a journey around our lovely community under the moon light with John and I?” Dan laughed and his eyes shot towards me, and I knew this was his way of asking if I wanted to go drive around with Ben and John. I shook my head and snuggled in closer to him and pretended to sleep to show him I was comfortable and tired. As he told the boys he was tired and wanted to stay in I heard the disappointment in his voice. He hung up the phone and before I knew it we had both fallen asleep.
I jumped when I felt my phone vibrating against leg and shot open my eyes forcing myself back into reality. I answered my phone and oddly enough, it was Dan Gengel, Except the 20 year old, deep voiced, matured Dan Gengel. He was calling me to see what time I was able to meet up with all of our friends and him to go to the “crash site.” I told him
English 105
January 19, 2013
Only the Good Die Young
When I woke up this morning, I glanced at my screen on my phone and the date read “January 19, 2013” in big bold letters. My cheeks started to burn and I immediately regretted waking up so early on such a horrible day. I rolled back over squeezing my eyes shut to try and force myself to fall asleep again but it was too late. My mind started to wander to January 19th four years ago; one of the worst days of my life. I was a freshman in high school and I hadn’t a worry in the world. I started to think back to the night before January 19, 2009, also the night before Martin Luther King Day, which meant no school the next day for the Bellevue West students. My boyfriend, Dan Gengel and I were snuggled together on the couch with our eyes glued to the movie “Pineapple Express.” His phone started to vibrate startling our concentration. He slowly answered the phone and put it on speaker. Benjamin Glovers voice pierced through the small speaker causing an instant smile to form on both of our faces. Ben had this nerdy voice he used to always use, “Hello Daniel, would you wish to take a journey around our lovely community under the moon light with John and I?” Dan laughed and his eyes shot towards me, and I knew this was his way of asking if I wanted to go drive around with Ben and John. I shook my head and snuggled in closer to him and pretended to sleep to show him I was comfortable and tired. As he told the boys he was tired and wanted to stay in I heard the disappointment in his voice. He hung up the phone and before I knew it we had both fallen asleep.
I jumped when I felt my phone vibrating against leg and shot open my eyes forcing myself back into reality. I answered my phone and oddly enough, it was Dan Gengel, Except the 20 year old, deep voiced, matured Dan Gengel. He was calling me to see what time I was able to meet up with all of our friends and him to go to the “crash site.” I told him