The Curse:
For each year, one person in the school dies, why? We do not know, but it has happened for as long as I can remember. 3 out of the last 4 years, it has been marching band members.
My story:
First there was Molly, a energetic majorette with a heart the size of Alaska. Kiled while vacationing in Florida, drowned in the ocean.
Then there was Trey, a trumpet player who loved his friends, but loved band more. There are rumors of how he died, one was he was shot by a jealous boyfriend, one was he commited suicide, after two years we still don't know.
Finally there was Halie, my friend, a girl who enjoyed life almost as much as she enjoyed band. Killed while driving to fast down a road.
You may think I'm making this up, but trust me, I don't have that good of an imagination.
Halies story
One morning, I recieved a phone call, not out of the normal. Except it was from someone who usually didn't talk to me.
"Bethanie, it's Colton." He stated in a hurry
"Hi. What do you need." I asked mindlessly tapping my toe to our show music.
"Someone called me and told me that Halie died" I froze, it wasn't true, just a stupid rumor.
"Halie oculdn't have died, that is absurd. I would have heard soemthing." I tried to convince myself.
"Just wanted to make sure."
I hang up the phone just as my sister is coming up the steps. I run out to meet her with the phone.
"Stormi, Colton just called me, he told me that someone told him Halie was dead." My sister shook her head.
"It's not true, let me call Jennifer."
My sister calls our friend Jennifer and thier conversation is short. She hangs up the phone and bursts into tears. Our Halie, our friend and band member, had died in a car accident. It seemed so surreal to us, nothing like this had ever hit so close to home.
Later that day, out little group of friends decided to go.. somewhere. We had no idea where we were headed, just that we would talk about Halie, laugh about the stupid stuff she did, and reminesce. We eventually ended up at her boyfriends house. We sat there for a bit, then said our teary goodbyes. We heard about a group over at a local church that was just hanging around and talking about how well they knew Halie, we waited an hour or two then showed up, wanting to miss most of the crowd. And we talked, again.
A few days later her wake and Funeral were held, it was like permanently saying goodbye to a memory, a section of my life I won't forget. It was tear filled, I just wasn't ready to let go, I was expecitng her to pop up somewhere and tell us that it was all a stupid prank, but still.. no Halie.
It finally settled in when band camp rolled around and she wasn't there.
Now, I look at where she is supposed to be standing on the field, and her seat in band, and see someone different, someone new, someone who isn't Halie, but I also see Halie sitting there. Smiling and reassuring me, tell me it will all be okay. Telling me that our angel had finally gotten her wings.
So the curse continues, who will be next? We have no idea but this curse has taught us something. Never forget to make time for your friends, and live each day as if it is your last.
We love you and miss you Halie. It's been one year and we will never forget you, never in a million years.