Before you read this, a few words to ponder. This was writen by a very dear friend of mine about the death of another friend. Beth met a man on-line and was bruttaly murdered by him at their first meeting. Yes he was caught but she is still dead.........No matter what they do to him her life is gone.......her children are without a mother..... Please do not let her death be for nothing ......if you know someone on-line do not meet them alone do not meet after just a short time....if you have to meet them at all...... Beth may you rest in Peace you are missed ....

Angela

 

Dearest Beth,



I remember the first day we met in High School, a cool September day, you sat next to me in my first class. I was so scared that day, and you looked like you owned the world, no fear showed on your face. The teacher had asked the class to go around the room and introduce ourselves, you stood up and said I am Beth and I am from New York, and oh what a accent you had! The class giggled, remember? I stood up and told the class my name and that I had just arrived to California two weeks ago from Michigan and then quickly sat down. You tap me on the shoulder and said well we are both new here so lets be buds. Beth I felt so good hearing those words that day and from that day forward we were inseparable. In High School we shared secrets, shared clothes, dared to go where no one else dare went, and occassionally we did get into a bit of trouble, ok Beth I hear you, alot of trouble.

We were always so trusting of people then, always seeing the world through rose colored glasses. Eventually that changed for both of us Beth and those rose colored glasses turned dark. Beth we cheated death twice that following summer, we thought we had this guardian angel with us and looking after us, remember? Through the bad times Beth we leaned on each other, and helped each other to get back on track. Remarkably we both made it through are adolescence a triumph in itself, but Beth you and I made it together.

We both married, had children, travelled the world, had careers and always throughout these past years we stayed in touch. The distance between us was only in miles and never in our hearts. We saw each other about every five years, or when we both managed to be visiting our parents at the same time. When we did see each other, we could sit down endlessly and talk; like we had not missed a minute of time. We cried everytime we saw each other, hugged each other so tight when we had to say good bye and never wanting to let go.

Beth this past year when you got your first computer; and we could email one another, talk online, and I remember how happy we both were when you and I could talk again so much. I remembered how excited you were about being online, and talking to the world. Beth I know that you were lonely, for you hubby died last year, and I know this was away to not feel the loneliness and pain as much. Beth you and I talked alot about the online world, for it is no different from the one we live day to day. The only difference here is you can not see, feel, smell the person you are talking with, and it is much harder to know a person online.

We all choose are own destiny in this life, people can guide you a little, but ultimately only one person makes the decisions. May they be right or wrong, the only one to pay a price for them is ourselves. Those words we both knew so very well Beth, for throughout these years we leaned on each other, guided each other, and at the end we both made our own decision. Many a time Beth we disagreed about them but, yet we still loved and respected each other for that is what counted between us. Beth this time the decision you made, was a bad one, and for it you paid the ultimate price and that was you life.

I can not hug you good bye this time, I know you feel me and see my tears. Beth I love you, I will miss you, and I have so many wonderful, sweet memories of you and I, and you will be with me always in my heart.

Love always,

Karen

©Karen R. Copywrited 1998


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