"Sit down, we have bad news."

In my life, there's never been any "Sit down, we have bad news," times.

That is, until today.

I hung out at the library after school with Moriah. I took the bus home, and when I stepped inside, my parents sat on the couch and said the line,"Sit down, we have bad news." At first, I thought they were joking, so I said something or other, probably a sarcastic comment, but I looked over and they were very serious. So I sat down. The next line was "Yesterday, there was a car accident. Elissa was killed. Ben, Josh and Jeremy are in the hospital, and two of them are in critical condition."

The next half hour or so of my life is pretty much blank. I can remember next to nothing. I can't believe that one of my best friends is dead.

What's even worse is that Mr. and Mrs. Latham have lost a kid to cancer, now Elissa, and have three more in the hospital. 

Here's the article that came up when I googled her name.

Please, pray for them.

This feels like a bad dream.