I feel so sad, ashamed and angry. I'm ashamed that I didn't spend more time with him. I'm angry I couldn't have been there with him to stop him. I'm sad that he's gone and I'm never gonna see his goofy smile and hear his jokes and just ride in the car aimlessly going anywhere. My boyfriend's nephew, DeShawn King, went swimming at Rough River 2 hours away, Sunday around 5pm. About 6pm he went to the hospital after he jumped off the dock and didn't come back up, his friends jumped in and got him and did CPR. When they moved him to a closer hospital to Louisville he flat lined but they got it back. Around 2am the second time they moved him he flat lined and never came back. He was only 18 and was supposed to start his first real job yesterday. He was like a brother to me and my boyfriend, that's how close we were, we were the three musketeers every time you looked up we were all together hanging out. He got me to open up more other than my boyfriend. He was also another reason why I stopped cutting for a long time. But now that he's gone I don't know what to do. It doesn't feel real, the last time I saw him it was June 22. I just wish I could have saw him one last time so I could say I love you and just hung out with him. He always wanted to go and live in New York so I'm going to New York for him. It all happened so sudden that his mom, my boyfriend's sister, doesn't have enough money to give him a proper funeral so if you can donate, it doesn't have to be much, but go to gofundme.com and search DeShawn King sponsored by Savannah Woodland, we have to reach 11,000 for him.
