My friend Jesus Flores, was amazingly awesome. i wanted to tell you about him to start off on my new blog. he had passed away on August 7, 2008. this is how it all started... it was a very beautiful day and i was going to visit my friend at the sandbar cuz she had told me she was going. i was watching my little brother Spencer, so i had to take him with me.i had called my cousin Kaylor and asked if he wanted to go cuz he was watching his little sister and his little sister Tayona could just play with Spencer so he wouldn't be board. so we both get the strollers and push then to the sandbar. when i get there instantly my my friend Analee, and some of my other friends, ran up to me and said Jesus floated down the river and now we cant find him. i thought, "he probably just got out of the water and left home and forget to tell everybody". So i completely ignored it and went to go play in the sand with my cuzins and brother. a couple hours went by and it got worse.. the lifeguard was freaking out, cops, search and rescue showed up. and my heart stopped... "what is going on"? i asked my friend Analee. she couldn't really talk and told me that they cant find him and was going to go on the boat and look for him. Parents, cuzins, aunts, uncles, and the rest of his family and friends showed up. and were crying. by then i called my mom and had her pick up my cuzins and brother and take them home cuz i got worried and wanted to stay there with my friends and not have to worry bout Spencer. they left and hours and hours went by. i started to cry a lil bit inside thinking. "Is this really happening?" "is my friend gone"? i couldn't breath. later on my friend had to leave and go home. i was there with my other friend Raquel. we just walked up and down the grass wondering if he was OK. there was a hole bunch of people still at the sandbar. which surprised me that they didnt leave. there was a tone of people over at the city park across from the sandbar. waiting... and waiting... to find out any good news. a half hour later my sister Brittney and cuzin lindzy had showed up at the sandbar cuz they had heard bout it, we just sat they waiting again.. the sound of the helicopter and boat going back and forth looking for any signs. but nothing. it was the worst sound you could ever imagine.. my heart skipped a little bit. and before i new it i saw the boat stop and they had a third body in the boat. i ran up to the lifeguard and asked if they found him. he said yes and they were doing CPR. i felt better knowing that he was found. i sat there waited. and i saw them pick him up and carry him with a blanket over his head. i thought ummm... whats going on?? and my friend Analee called me and said Cortney, hes gone. she said it was all over the news. i pored into tears.. i couldnt breath.. i couldnt beileve it.. i told Brittney and lindzy and we all cried together.. not noing what to do... my aunt Linda showed up and we all cried my cuzin showed up and we just all cried.. it was the worst day ever. i couldn't believe it... i just cried for the rest of the day. friends called and didn't believe it was true. and they wouldn't believe me when i told them... a couple days later we had a candlelight vigil for him. everybody showed up and all was sad... we all cried.. Mr. Ekman, my teacher, showed up and he talked about Jesus it was way sad.. we lit candles and said a prayer. throw our flowers into the water were they found him.. and just watched all the candles burn out tell about 10.. then we went to the funeral home and saw him.. it was unbelievable.. i couldn't look at him it hurt sooo bad... i had to leave... couldn't stand it.. later we visited another day and cried some more.. still couldn't believe it... the funeral came and i still woke up at 6 that morning and watch the news to make sure that it was a horrible dream.. but sadly it was true.. it sucked.. we went to the funeral and it was sad and again i pored in tears... so did everybody else... this is a story that i will never forget.. and now everyday i make sure that my mom, dad, sisters, brother, and the rest of my family noes that i love them.. cuz i never got to tell Jesus how much i loved him as a friend.. i wish i had another day with him face to face.. i wish i could take back all the times i was rude.. every time i heard somebody that had the same voice as him it made me cry.. wishing that it wasn't true and that i wouldn't have to worry bout it.. keep everybody close and never take advantage of anybody, or a day.. cuz you never no whats going to happen.. i miss Jesus and miss seeing him on my cuzins bus.. and him talking to me and always making jokes.. he kept all of us together and never was mad he was always happy. i will never forget him and he will always be in my heart. keep your friends and family close and make sure they no you love them so you don't wake up one day and forget to let them no you love them.
