"July 6th, 2008"
On July 6th, 2008, my life changed. My world was switched upside down. This is the day that one of my close friends passed away in a terrible car accident. It's been rough without him and I miss him more than words can explain, more than any one person should miss another person.
A few days before the accident, I had seen Mike at work being the normal person he was, joking around and hugging me. He was always goofy, jovial, caring, and sweet. His personality is the epitome of a comedian, someone who could bring a smile to anyone's face no matter what kind of mood they were in at the time. Mike and I weren't close like best friends were, we didn't text or call each other everyday, and we definately didn't hang out on the weekends! I had known Mike since we were young kids and he lived just down the street from me, his house being so close that I could see his bedroom from mine. We even worked at the same place, so we saw each other often.
The day of the accident everything happened so abruptly. I woke up to a text that read "RIP: Mike Driggers. You will be missed." I suddenly shook my head confusingly, thinking "This has got to be a joke!" I went downstairs to let my mom in on what I had just heard. "Really? I heard it was David Driggers, not Mike." I had to find out what this was all about, so I sent a text message to a friend of mind who associated with Mike more than I did on a regular basis. Staring off into spacewaiting for that crucial text was one of the hardest things I've had to endure in my life. When the reply came confirming the death of my friend Joseph "Mike" Driggers, my heart froze and my world came tumbling down. "Yeah, it was him" was the only thing I could remember, having that statement replay over and over in my head. The tears came rushing down my face like a rainstorm. I couldn't stop crying. Each second that passed, it got harder and harder for me. I wished it could've been me. My mind had all these thoughts leaking from it. Why did it have to happen to him? Why did he have to go so soon? It wasn't even his time to go! He didn't deserve that! He'd just graduated and turned eighteen! The more thoughts that jam-packed themselves into my mind, the more lost and alone I felt. I never thought I'd see the day when Mike wouldn't be around. He was just an overall amazing person. The wake was the hardest part of all. Seeing his lifeless body in the casket was the icing on the cake I'd never wanted.
Seeing all the people who were hurt and broken by losing him made me stop and realize that people, including myself, take things for granted and that in a split second it could all be gone. The funeral passed by and I watched as smiles returned to the faces of Mikes' friends and family. Mike will never be forgotten. All that's left now is to embrace the memories we all shared with him and to stop mourning because God needed Mike as an angel. On June 12th, 1990 an angel was brought to this Earth and on July 7th, 2008 he was taken back home. Rest In Peace Michael Driggers. I love you.