The Prayer

On the night of February 12, 2013 a couple get into a car accident upon leaving the Devils game at the Prudential Center. The girl was fine leaving her with no injuries, but sadly the boy passed away shortly after the crash. The next day would be an unexpected hell that none of the couples friends would have every anticipated for. When I heard the news I was in the Baruch Library typing on a computer and thinking that the day was going to be just another Wednesday. A friend texted me saying, “U hear?” I responded, “No” and was expecting an insult ( For example: Oh you didn’t know you’re a little bitch! OWNED!!!) but instead I received word that a Thomas “Tommy” Argenti, a close friend of mine, had passed away. Immediately my heart sank to my stomach and I could not breath. I felt sad, scared, nervous, and anxious all at the same time and all I wanted was for this to be a really bad joke. After a solid 20 minutes of feeling that way I was finally able to collect myself and head into English class as if nothing happened. Trying to just get through the class without losing my mind was one of the hardest things I have ever done so far. When I arrived home I did not know what to do so I laid down and watched Scrubs on Netflix for about two hours. I did not really watch it, but it was on i was starring at it just thinking about how off this whole situation seemed. So I decided to go on Facebook to see the what people were writing about him, and it put me to tears just thinking about how this person is actually gone and I am here helplessly wishing that I will wake up the next day and it will all be just a dream I had had. The next few days had their challenges, but I got through them as best as I could. Then came the wake. The day I had been dreading, but the day which was much needed. At the funeral home I realized two things. The first is how much of an impact Kid Cudi’s music has on me and the second being how surprised I was to see so many people crowd the funeral home to pay their respects to the family who had just lost their child. When thinking about Kid Cudi I thought of the song The Prayer. The song talks about death, how he would like to be remembered and the struggle of everyday life. You see Tommy was the type of person that always had a smile on his face, always made people laugh, and had that laugh that made everything even funnier. How he will be remembered is simply through happiness, and laughter and that is that. I could not say more it is that simple he was just that great of a person. The other part of the song is for US, the people that are still here, and how we need to be who we really are no matter how hard life may get. Never change because of ridicule, and no matter what always be positive. The second realization came to me when I walked into the second service and saw how many people gathered to pay their respects. When I heard about the long line reaching out and around the block I thought, “Only in New York.” I’m not saying that other places do not care for others in a time of need it is just that I have never seen so many people pull together to support a family like everyone did. Especially how open everyone was to talk to one another even if they did not know each other. New York is a very special place to live in in a very weird way. It will make or break you, but when things get extremely tough you know you always have an army of people ready to support you at any given moment.

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