Date: Sun, 15 Apr 2007 00:54:58 -0400
From: ppdanny@gmail.com
Subject: Corey's Dear Journal 2

The events, name, story, places, occurrences in this store are all
fiction. Any information which can be traced to anyone is purely
coincidence. I have written this as if in the eyes of a young man, at the
tender age of 21.  Each chapter will be in the form of a journal entry, as
young Corey adds events to his journal. If you have any comments or
suggestions you can email them to me at: ppdanny@gmail.com


Corey's Dear Journal!


Chapter 2: Crush.


April 15, 2007:  R.I.P. John


This has been an interesting week. In some parts good, in some parts bad.
Though, I must admit -- I sure am learning how to deal with the events in
my life a lot better. I'll start this off by mentioning the day after my
last entry, was another day I spent talking to Chris. I was still being
silly that day with my attempts to impress him, but I eventually managed
to mention to him exactly how I feel about me. It was then that I was
reminded how everyone has different views.

It was foolish of me to even let myself like someone like that, if they
already have someone. It was even more foolish of myself, to think
someone four years younger than me might even be interested in me.
Though, on a positive note -- he does seem to want to be good friends
with me, and does enjoy talking to me. Lately, we have been talking about
a series of books he suggested to me. I was hooked.

I keep trying to relate my life and people I know to the books, which
seems really interesting ... there are a lot of things in common. Though,
the books also make me regret certain things of my past. Things I should
have gotten done. Did I mention Chris has a smile that makes me want to
pass out and dream about him all day long when I see it?

Did I mention how sweet he is? He really is a nice guy ... it's a pity I
can't find someone like him that is interested in me. Of all the things
that match what I look for in a boyfriend -- he matches every one. This
reminded me so much about John.

John and I met a few years ago, we met up in a chat room when he was
having trouble with an ex boyfriend. He needed advice from someone, and
one of our mutual friends knew about me, and sent him my way. Within two
weeks him and I became a couple. I could remember how he would send me a
poem every single day. I could remember how much him and I would talk to
each other. For hours on end we could tell each other how much we love
each other. I really did love him. I miss him, with all my being. So far,
he has been the only person I could imagine spending the rest of my life
with.

April 14th is his birthday... and I did a few special things for his
birthday. I made my own cards for him that when he read them got him
tearing up and crying, but they were the good kind of tears. I loved
making him cry in happiness... in love. The day after his 17th birthday,
he disappeared. Nobody heard from him or anything. Anyone I tried talking
to didn't know a thing.

So once again I sit here, crying. This time before four months ago, I had
heard he died from heart failure caused by his juvenile diabetes. He was
born diabetic. When he died, I thought he had abandoned me, and I got
really upset. I was mad at him. When I found out he died -- it nearly
tore me apart ... because I had jumped to such silly and immature
conclusions. One year ago today, he died. I miss him, and I always will.
I spent the week thinking about him, and other parts of my past... I only
hope one day to find another true love.

Corey.\