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There are plenty of tragedies in a small town and quite often they hit harder than in larger areas, simply because everyone's more likely to know everyone else. Being an anti-social youth of a lower-class lifestyle I didn't know so many people and when someone in my high school committed suicide, I knew him because everyone knew him; or when someone's mom was in a car accident, I knew who they were but did not know them personally. In the last few weeks things have been hitting close to home home left and right.
A couple of weeks ago a local 19-year-old girl died in a car accident in Florida. She was a friend of my sister's when they were in middle school. I could not put the name to the face until I saw a photograph of the girl, and now I can picture her clearly in my mind, right down to her dimples and slightly crooked teeth. In my mind, she is always smiling.
Last week a 22-year-old man whom I've known since grade school was in an accident and airlifted to a large hospital in Seattle. Within two days of that, a 14-year-old girl in the same class as my brother, her father, and his best friend drowned in the Cle Elum River.
This morning a woman I worked with at DBC shot her husband. Six times. He's in the hospital and she's in the psych ward.
Have things like this always happened here and I've just been oblivious? It all just seems so strange.
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