1. My story The death of the best
starts with friend of my teenaged
an ending. The end of a life. years
LiaM ASHER
1980-2012`
More than Even when
half his Liam told
life now, I me he had
It didn’t come as a
guess-- the
complete shock. He’d been But I
Exposure
unwell such a long time. have
Disease, I
no
never saw
voice,
this day
Looking at no
coming.
us in old words
Never
pictures, now.
thought
which of This
fate could
us even in can’t
be so
our worst, be real.
wicked or
most God could
nightmaris be that
h cruel.
imaginings
would’ve And I’m
ever really supposed to
believed be the one
this with the big
travesty to imagination,
be our with all the
future? words…
No one
warned
us. This
is NOT
the way
our lives
were This can’t be the end of you and me.
supposed
to go!