At South, there are several Twitter accounts involving a “Gossip Girl” like page. You know, the kind of Twitter where people tweet rumors about random people using their initials as a cover up. For example (I just made this up, I’m not specifically directing this towards one individual person.): KL hooked up with JF! Such a dirty slut! Okay, let’s back up here. You got a rumor that has been passed around from person to person three or four times, laugh about it, and then tweet it? Someone’s personal life, that you take no part in yourself, and put it out for not just the school to see, but the entire world? That’s horrible. No, seriously. Anytime you have to post someone’s initials because you’re afraid of them finding out, then you really shouldn’t be doing it. Rumors are bits and pieces of numerous people’s lives smashed together to create horror and shock out of people. You can never tell what is and isn’t true. And even what may be true, you’re only hearing a fraction of the real story. So much more, that you wouldn’t have the slightest clue about, could be going on in any single situation. You weren’t there. You don’t know them. What the hell is it your problem then? It doesn’t matter how personal or stupid it may or may not be. It doesn’t matter if it’s fuy. It doesn’t matter if they’re never going to read it. It’s their story to tell to whomever they want to, if they want to at all. It isn’t your job to summarize it in 140 characters or less and tell everyone. As individuals, we all deserve the right to go to school and not have to worry about whether someone will try to publicly humiliate us or not. We do that too often by ourselves. We have the right to being able to tell someone something personal without it spreading. And we have the right to be respected, no matter what we have or have not done in the past.
This was the saddest day I’ve ever experienced. Every corner of every hall someone was crying.
Raleigh, a boy who was with Connor and Jack when the wave took them into the water, explained to our Spanish class what exactly happened and it was the most heartbreaking thing I’d ever heard. Apparently, Raleigh and a couple of the other guys who were there, made a rope out of their clothes to try to get Jack and Connor out, but they couldn’t. Sure, it was an accident and things like this happen everyday and sure, I didn’t even really know Jack or Connor that well, but this has been by far the most emotional day of my life - which isn’t saying much since I’m only 15 and haven’t really witnessed the death of anyone close to me.
So, I guess this is just a tip of the iceberg of whats to come in life.