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I was about to go to sleep last night before hearing about the news of those killed in Manchester. I woke up early having barely slept. My cousins like Ariana Grande, I like her too, I've been to concerts of that size and bigger in London. What if one of us had been there and someone in my family had died. One of my best friends who I've known since I was 8 has a sister at uni in Manchester, just heard she's safe.
I know I have to get up now, get on with my day, but I can't believe that life can just go on after something like this. Innocent people have lost their lives, mothers have lost their children. I can't imagine how devastated they must be, and how traumatised the ones who survived must be. They just wanted to listen to music and have a nice night and forget about the hate in the world. Music is pure, it's what has moved us as human beings since we had voices, it's a place of spiritual worship and renewal. And now people have died because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, it feels so cruel...
It's nearly the anniversary of the death of a girl from my school and I can't help thinking about that too. I knew her from primary school (when I was 8), she was very pretty, skinny as a twig with straight brown hair that was sort of shiny but tangled looking. She had brown skin and big brown eyes and all the boys fancied her. She died in a car crash when she was 17. She never liked me much, I was one of the weird nerdy kids and all the popular girls either avoided me or laughed at me and my friends. I was very quiet at school and I guess I just never really spoke to her properly, if we spoke now maybe we would be friends. I have a lot of memories of her in my life, playing netball with her, going to Wales on a school trip and sharing a room, sitting in class with her at sixth form before she died. The day after when we went into the classroom, everyone was silent, and then my friend Emilie sort of flounced in and sat down like nothing had happened. I felt annoyed at her in that moment.
Thinking of you Esther and all the other people whose lives were cut short, either last night or in other places around the world. My boyfriend said his mother lights candles to help souls find their way up to heaven and I will do that tonight.
I know I have to get up now, get on with my day, but I can't believe that life can just go on after something like this. Innocent people have lost their lives, mothers have lost their children. I can't imagine how devastated they must be, and how traumatised the ones who survived must be. They just wanted to listen to music and have a nice night and forget about the hate in the world. Music is pure, it's what has moved us as human beings since we had voices, it's a place of spiritual worship and renewal. And now people have died because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, it feels so cruel...
It's nearly the anniversary of the death of a girl from my school and I can't help thinking about that too. I knew her from primary school (when I was 8), she was very pretty, skinny as a twig with straight brown hair that was sort of shiny but tangled looking. She had brown skin and big brown eyes and all the boys fancied her. She died in a car crash when she was 17. She never liked me much, I was one of the weird nerdy kids and all the popular girls either avoided me or laughed at me and my friends. I was very quiet at school and I guess I just never really spoke to her properly, if we spoke now maybe we would be friends. I have a lot of memories of her in my life, playing netball with her, going to Wales on a school trip and sharing a room, sitting in class with her at sixth form before she died. The day after when we went into the classroom, everyone was silent, and then my friend Emilie sort of flounced in and sat down like nothing had happened. I felt annoyed at her in that moment.
Thinking of you Esther and all the other people whose lives were cut short, either last night or in other places around the world. My boyfriend said his mother lights candles to help souls find their way up to heaven and I will do that tonight.
