[Kate]

I've lost plenty of people who meant a lot to me. The first one was a friend of mine when I was 9. His house caught on fire while he was asleep and died. I found that out while I was watching the news. The next several days after that sucked. Next one was my grandpa when I was 13. My mom got a phone call at around 6:30am, and at the time, I was getting ready for school (bus came around 7am). Sad thing is, exactly two months after that, my father died. Those two deaths really changed my life and my personality drastically. Though, I keep a tradition my dad and I would always do when we went down to the shore. There's this frog game where you have to launch the frog onto a lily pad. I still continue playing that everytime as of this day.