A former classmate, Haziel, passed away yesterday. According to some forwarded texts and Facebook posts, she had cancer.
I didn’t know her well, but I knew enough that she was good to me. We were classmates twice, back in grade four and third year high school. She was one of the tall girls when we were kids, but I think we were the same height during junior year.
I remember an afternoon when a few of my friends and I were just hanging out after classes near one of the school’s basketball courts. I don’t remember why, exactly. Haziel was there too; I’m not sure if she was waiting for her boyfriend at the time or not. But she was looking for When in
She then asked me to walk with her around the field, and I did. I don’t remember the conversation, but I do recall that walking with her felt pleasant. One friend later commented that we looked comfortable with each other. I didn’t think about it too much, but every time I think of Haziel, that’s what I remember the most.
I’m playing the video of “The Promise” as I write this. Goodbye, and rest in peace, Haziel.
2 comments:
haziel is a beautiful woman inside and out. classmate third and fourth year (so we're classmates third year noh!), she's one of the first classmates that really knew where she wanted to go for college.
I agree, she was awesome, independent, and she knew what she wanted.
Sad.
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