“It all started when I was 14. My parents were forcing me to hang out with my cousin, Billy for the summer since he had no friends. One day I figured I would take him to the mall to pass the time. We looked around for a while but since we were both broke there was really no point of being there. Anyways, we were sitting at a table in the food court waiting for someone to leave their meal unattended so we could eat, when three girls sat down at our table. They looked like they were a year or two older than us; one of them even had a driver’s license. Their names were Amber, Jean and Mackenzie. All five of us talked for a while, we had a lot in common; we liked the same movies, music and even agreed that Kraft Dinner is the best food in the world. Mackenzie suggested that we should go to the park around the block, to ‘get to know one another’ as she put it. Amber left because she said she had to go to work. Along the way, I started to realize that I liked Jean; she had the most marvelous red hair. It was like fire, so red. At the park we talked more, mostly about our hobbies and ambitions. Eventually we all had to go home, we said our goodbyes, but not before Jean wrote her number across my forearm. Billy and I got home, and before I could even take off my shoes he pushed me into the wall and told me to back off of Jean. Apparently he liked her too. I stopped talking to Billy after that. I didn’t want to upset him. I still talked to Mackenzie and Jean though, I enjoyed their company, and they were good friends. About a month of this went by, me avoiding Billy and hanging out with my new friends behind his back. One day, right before school started up again, Billy asked her out, without my knowledge. I had to hear it from Mackenzie; I was worried I would lose Jean. But as it turns out, Jean rejected his offer, and told him that she in fact, liked me instead. She also told him that she is pregnant with my child. So now Billy is completely pissed and kicks my ass in our kitchen, leaving me on the floor with a bloody nose. He demanded an explanation. So I told him the truth. I said “Billy, Jean is not my lover. She is just a girl who says that I am the one, but the kid is not my son.”
i don’t even know how to react. i’ve never cared about a celebrity death before; he was my childhood idol. i remember when i was about 11 i found the jackass show on latenight tv and instantly loved it. i’ve been following his, as well as the rest of the crews career for years, through eveery movie, tv show and radio show.
RIP.
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