5 Years Gone in The Blink of an Eye

     Sorry if this is getting repetitive, it'll stop after this.

     It was November 13, 2006, a little before 6pm.  I was on my way to my basketball practice at Oakland Terrace; I was running late.  As soon as my mom and I turned onto Strathmore it became clear that we were going to be way later than originally anticipated.  There was a traffic jam on that road caused by an accident, all I remember thinking was how mad coach was going to be at me.  The actual practice has long-since escaped my memory.  I was happy to see that on the way home the traffic was all gone, I made it back in record time.
Next Scene:
     I was downstairs playing Neopets, and then my brother comes to the top of the stairs.  Our conversation went exactly, not somewhat, like this:
"Do you know what happened tonight"
"What happened where?"
"The accident"
"What happened?"
"Luke died"
...

     And that was it. The rest is one huge blur. Five years ago today someone older than my died.  Today, a 12 year old boy died five years ago; I am four years older than he will ever be.  I don't get to say this out loud a lot, maybe once a year, but I miss Luke Carter-Schelp and that is one day that I will never forget.