SCITUATE, R.I. -- A Scituate High School student was killed Thursday morning when the car she was driving struck a tree. Three passengers in the car were hurt.
News Channel 10's Brian Crandall reported that the crash happened about 7:30 a.m. on Route 116. The driver and her friends were on their way to school when the car went off the road. Margaret Cook, 18, was killed instantly when the car crashed into a tree.
Witnesses told police that just before the crash, the car passed other cars on the two-lane road and had just returned to its lane.
Rescuers used two Jaws of Life tools to remove three of the four students from the car. Two students were taken to Kent Hospital by ambulance and the third was driven by parents.
Police Chief William Mack said it appears speed was a factor in the crash.
"I've been a police officer 28 years, and I was surprised at the amount of emotion that it generated, having two girls and a son myself. It's senseless," Mack said.
The high school canceled parent-teacher conferences that were scheduled for Thursday night. Counseling will be available to students and teachers on Friday.
And this is what it means to me.
Allz: hey abby
XxMizAlienxX: hola chica!
Allz: how are u?
XxMizAlienxX: Pretty good, you?
Allz: eh not good
XxMizAlienxX: Why aren't you out with your Valentine?
XxMizAlienxX: Why not?
Allz: u hear about that accident?
XxMizAlienxX: Yeah...
XxMizAlienxX: You okay?
XxMizAlienxX: Anyone you know?
XxMizAlienxX: OMG... Ally...
Allz: yea
Allz: my valentine was in that car
Allz: i'm supposed to me out with him now
Allz: i saw the accident to.. we were behind them and stopped, and i saw one of my best friends meg dead... and i saw jimmy trapped in the back.. and his twin sister toni was screaming and i saw her stuck and covered in blood.. and chris the other kid was out and was trying to get to toni in the front
Allz: and then we went to school.. they told us meg died.. chris had internal bleeding and is coming home tomorrow.. toni will be home monday she has her jaw wired and needs major facial plastic surgery and broke her wrist.. and jimmy....
Allz: one eye is swollen shut.. he shattered a knuckle, he has a compound fracture in his wrist, he broke some ribs, his diaphram collapsed and they have to rebuild it, he has a gash in his liver which will fix itself, he bruised his splean, and lost alot of his small intestine
Allz: and jimmy is the kid i'm kind of dating... and i can't even see him yet.. he will be in ICU until monday
XxMizAlienxX: What happened?
XxMizAlienxX: is he going to be okay?
Allz: yea he will bein in ICU until monday.. but i'm gonna see him tomorrow night
Allz: hes gonna be oaky.. just a lonnnnnng recovery
XxMizAlienxX: Ally, what the hell happened?
Allz: they tried to pass 2 cars.. a truck was coming the other way and then another car came up.. an all they remember was flying into the woods
Allz: it was completely megs fault.. she was in a no passing zone going 90
Allz: i gg tho
XxMizAlienxX: cya
I can't even imagine what's happening with Ally, I can't even start to imagine. What is modern tragedy? Modern tragedy is this. Modern tragedy is a tragedy that affects no one but those involved. Rowan was a modern tragedy, Stevie and my brother are modern tragedies. This accident, Ally's valentine, Ally, herself, these are modern tragedies. The gut-wrenching pain you get when you listen to these stories is what tragedy is defined by. And it's all surreal... Ala calling me up to tell me how she blew off Matt seconds after I get this news. And me, joking with her about how she got him good, at the same time all I want to do is fly down to Scituate and hug Ally to death and tell her I'm so sorry.
Saturday, February 14, 2004
Wow... There has been so much happening around here, I'm really not sure where to begin. SB came home, and there was drama. Watch Switched to find out what it was all about! heh I'm sworn to keep her secrets, and I have no problems doing so, as she is a vry dear friend of mine,and I am one of her few confidantes. The drama between she and I is now over, and there really wasn't any, jsut perceived drama... So, I suppose there was, in a very different sense of the word. Anyway...
I really wanted to write yesterday, but I couldn't seem to get my head out of my book, mainly because I didn't want to see reality in the face. It jsut hurt a bit too much. I don't know what's wrong with my family... I suppose we've all lived with this growing threat of unsteadiness, that now that the umbrella is gone and there might actually be something to do about it, we're all kind of falling apart, away from the shield of ignorance that had us so blissfully unaware... Or maybe, and this is actually probably, I'm jsut speaking for myself. My paretns have never been blissfully unaware, and i suppose I haven't, just... buried. Like everything else unpleasant- you jsut bury it and hope one day, it'll go away. I suppose that I should know by now that it never will, no matter what happens, but I guess I never learn. Anyway... My family's going to hell in a handbasket, and I'm beginning to understand why, if ever I become a nun in the future, I decided to do it. *snort* can you imagine me, a nun? heh I think Joe possibly could... LMAO!!
PS... On that last statement, it was meant to be humorous, not biting. Luv ya darlin'!
No... I went to Mike's party last night, and was actually really suprised when it wasn't quite as horriblew as I thought it had the definite potential to be. I showed up on time, becuase I was determined to show Mike my support for him, even if for no one else. Fortunately, it turned out to be a pretty good evening, and I enjoyed the old friends and silliness that I never seem able to enjoy anymore. People grow up waaay too fast, i think. Good to be back among the sillies. It felt good to laugh and make no sense and just relax in the arms of people who I know used to love me, and evidently still do.
LoL I think if I ever told anyone what was really on my mind right now, they'd laugh at me and call me "crazy Abby." Or... at least, Mike would, after giving me that indulgent look he always uses to cover complete shock or embarassment. Unfortunately, I'm pretty decent at reading people, and he's an open book. *grin* Luv him to death.
So, we'll leave that little statement right in my own little head, and keep the trash off the streets...
If ever you read this, Christine, I'm truly sorry for not being funny and fun and giggly and silly and all that. I'm sorry I dumped my problems on you the other day, I shouldn't have. I know that's what friends are for, but I thinkthat in order to qualify as a friend, one has to actully be able to open up enough to enjoy themselves, and that's where I get stuck. There's so much shyt inside, that if i opened up, we'd all drown. So, I can't, and I can't have enough space to have fun... And Jeremy, if you read this and feel bad for me, and even think of trying to hug me or comfort me in any way, I'll kick you.*threatening look*
If anyone read this and feels bad for me, I'd have to start taking names and kick butt. I don't want sympathy, I want a place where I can get it out and away from me, without having to necessarily clutter up other people's lives with unnecessary garbage. Don't be sad for me, there are people far worse off, who sleep in gutters, who get beaten by their parents, who are alone in a house of cards. *sad little smile* In a world such as this, what are the hopes and dreams of one child, to anyone? What is a modern tragedy, the death of a poor, lonely salesman deluding himself against reality, or the cold hard shock of realizing you are that salesman? I would say the latter, because I've realized it.
I really wanted to write yesterday, but I couldn't seem to get my head out of my book, mainly because I didn't want to see reality in the face. It jsut hurt a bit too much. I don't know what's wrong with my family... I suppose we've all lived with this growing threat of unsteadiness, that now that the umbrella is gone and there might actually be something to do about it, we're all kind of falling apart, away from the shield of ignorance that had us so blissfully unaware... Or maybe, and this is actually probably, I'm jsut speaking for myself. My paretns have never been blissfully unaware, and i suppose I haven't, just... buried. Like everything else unpleasant- you jsut bury it and hope one day, it'll go away. I suppose that I should know by now that it never will, no matter what happens, but I guess I never learn. Anyway... My family's going to hell in a handbasket, and I'm beginning to understand why, if ever I become a nun in the future, I decided to do it. *snort* can you imagine me, a nun? heh I think Joe possibly could... LMAO!!
PS... On that last statement, it was meant to be humorous, not biting. Luv ya darlin'!
No... I went to Mike's party last night, and was actually really suprised when it wasn't quite as horriblew as I thought it had the definite potential to be. I showed up on time, becuase I was determined to show Mike my support for him, even if for no one else. Fortunately, it turned out to be a pretty good evening, and I enjoyed the old friends and silliness that I never seem able to enjoy anymore. People grow up waaay too fast, i think. Good to be back among the sillies. It felt good to laugh and make no sense and just relax in the arms of people who I know used to love me, and evidently still do.
LoL I think if I ever told anyone what was really on my mind right now, they'd laugh at me and call me "crazy Abby." Or... at least, Mike would, after giving me that indulgent look he always uses to cover complete shock or embarassment. Unfortunately, I'm pretty decent at reading people, and he's an open book. *grin* Luv him to death.
So, we'll leave that little statement right in my own little head, and keep the trash off the streets...
If ever you read this, Christine, I'm truly sorry for not being funny and fun and giggly and silly and all that. I'm sorry I dumped my problems on you the other day, I shouldn't have. I know that's what friends are for, but I thinkthat in order to qualify as a friend, one has to actully be able to open up enough to enjoy themselves, and that's where I get stuck. There's so much shyt inside, that if i opened up, we'd all drown. So, I can't, and I can't have enough space to have fun... And Jeremy, if you read this and feel bad for me, and even think of trying to hug me or comfort me in any way, I'll kick you.*threatening look*
If anyone read this and feels bad for me, I'd have to start taking names and kick butt. I don't want sympathy, I want a place where I can get it out and away from me, without having to necessarily clutter up other people's lives with unnecessary garbage. Don't be sad for me, there are people far worse off, who sleep in gutters, who get beaten by their parents, who are alone in a house of cards. *sad little smile* In a world such as this, what are the hopes and dreams of one child, to anyone? What is a modern tragedy, the death of a poor, lonely salesman deluding himself against reality, or the cold hard shock of realizing you are that salesman? I would say the latter, because I've realized it.
Monday, February 09, 2004
Oh dear sweet adios adois aidosadiso!!! ADISO!!!!
(continued from line before) Jesus... LoL So... Saturday nihgt, I get a calll while I'm trying to sleep... Oh yea, 2 hours of nothing to do, so I try to go to sleep, and all of a sudden, I have friends who are calling me every 15 minutes... YEE HAW!!! Anyway... I was trying to sleep but kept getting phone calls, and so I was given instructions to go to Christine's house at 8, with paint and sleepover stuff. Did. Got there, and she was making Ala's head pretty... And it still is. go look for yourself! Anyway... She straighened my hair and we debated cutting little triangles at the bottom, which we didn't because we didn't ahve time.
We went over to the Buchanan's, where Mike told us that our plans were cancelled for the night, that the hockey team was taking Jacob out for food, 3etc. So... fine. We went out with them and we ate, and then we came abck... And there the fun started. We TP'd Kerri's house... Well... They did, I didn't, because I really don't like TP'ing people's houses, especially those who aremy friends... So, we got caught and were told to clean it up in the morning. So... I went over there to clean and it was bad... Let's jsut leave it at that. Anyway... After that, we played more pooll and got videotaped and played Chugalug, then got sent to the hot tub... Oh, what a punishment, then I went to bed... at like... 3:30 in the morning... Ooph.
Got up hte next morning and went riding at 12... Shoot me in hte face. It was horrible. LoL And then I went to my house, watched a movie, and went out with Ala and Allison, for food and driving... Went to Brennan's, where me and Ala paired up osme soulmates, and went home... Needless to say, I'm exhausted. LUV YA!
(continued from line before) Jesus... LoL So... Saturday nihgt, I get a calll while I'm trying to sleep... Oh yea, 2 hours of nothing to do, so I try to go to sleep, and all of a sudden, I have friends who are calling me every 15 minutes... YEE HAW!!! Anyway... I was trying to sleep but kept getting phone calls, and so I was given instructions to go to Christine's house at 8, with paint and sleepover stuff. Did. Got there, and she was making Ala's head pretty... And it still is. go look for yourself! Anyway... She straighened my hair and we debated cutting little triangles at the bottom, which we didn't because we didn't ahve time.
We went over to the Buchanan's, where Mike told us that our plans were cancelled for the night, that the hockey team was taking Jacob out for food, 3etc. So... fine. We went out with them and we ate, and then we came abck... And there the fun started. We TP'd Kerri's house... Well... They did, I didn't, because I really don't like TP'ing people's houses, especially those who aremy friends... So, we got caught and were told to clean it up in the morning. So... I went over there to clean and it was bad... Let's jsut leave it at that. Anyway... After that, we played more pooll and got videotaped and played Chugalug, then got sent to the hot tub... Oh, what a punishment, then I went to bed... at like... 3:30 in the morning... Ooph.
Got up hte next morning and went riding at 12... Shoot me in hte face. It was horrible. LoL And then I went to my house, watched a movie, and went out with Ala and Allison, for food and driving... Went to Brennan's, where me and Ala paired up osme soulmates, and went home... Needless to say, I'm exhausted. LUV YA!