A Group Of One

Here I am young and what I guess is healthy. I am not thinking of being dead I don't even think about my parents dying. I have friends and classmates so I am not alone. Then after graduation, it seems like my friends move away and the family moves away. I find a job and make new friends and still not alone. I can go to the movies or the store and there are people everywhere.

Ten years have passed and everyone is older. I have received a few notices from friends who have died. I say to myself that this is too young. We are still young. This doesn't happen to us.

Five more years and grandparents are gone. What happened they didn't appear sick? You ask because now death begins to bother you. You are told it is just part of life. I scream not part of mine!

Five more years and more friends have died. It seems that diseases have killed them. My cry is why didn't someone do something. We are still too young for this.

I begin to not want to get to know anyone because everyone I love dies! I sit and cry because no one has told me what is going on.

Ten more years and my parents begin to not be so young. They don't understand so much about life anymore. They don't understand how everything got so expensive. When did it get unsafe to walk because you might run into someone who is bad? What makes everything so expensive? They used to be able to buy things for a quarter and not it is a dollar.

Ten more years and both parents are gone. What happened? Now I look around and think to myself that I am all alone. I don't make friends because they will die and I will be alone. Why did this happen to me? I go to make dinner and it is dinner for one. I don't really feel like eating anymore because I feel all alone.

I guess I just drift through life one day to another. Finally, someone comes up to me and tells me that there is a cure for my loneliness. I feel like someone has sent me a lifeline.

After a couple of times of talking to this person, I do feel a little better. This person tells me that it is not unusual to feel that way. I am told many people just ignore the fact that people pass. It still isn't something that I like because there are fewer and fewer people I know. My family is getting smaller month after month.

I guess I will just continue to live until I die and not let passing bother me.