Fletch Knits

I just found out that one of my dad's friends died in a plane crash this afternoon. I can't even imagine how his family feels. I don't expect to see his daughter, who sits next to me in math, in school tomorrow. She is such a sweet and quiet person. I saw her laughing with her friends today in the hallway. And at four o'clock, her dad is dead. Why do things like that happen to great people? Hell, why does it happen to bad people? I have no idea what I would do if anything like that happened to me. I just hope that Christine and her family will be okay.