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To Jimmy
By Annie_Vengeance

 


There's a couple of things that I would like to say.

First of all, I know it's very improbable for all of you to notice the dates I write in each chapter of Make-Believe (my main story) but there's a reason why I do that. My personal life is really involved with that story, and to me, each day has a different meaning, that's why I would like to remark today's date —the date on which I'm writing this, even if it doesn't match the posting date: December 30 of 2009.

I'm out of town, vacationing with my family for the New Year's Eve, and I'm at this condo where you only get Internet at the headquarters, so I haven't been able to come online very often.

Today, I woke up with this feeling —a hunch, something that pulled me, something that made me desperate to go online. My mom said it's just a bad addiction I have —and I know that's probably true— but today was different. I really needed the Internet.

I went to the headquarters, and the first thing I did was checking my mail, and I had a message of this ex boyfriend (the love of my life, the one I lost over things that were beyond my control, and the one that hasn't talked to me in three years. The only man that have really had my heart, and the only one who broke it once beyond repair.) I'm sorry if I'm boring you with my personal life, but I feel this is something I need to write and put out there in the open to get it out of my chest.

His message startled me. It said “Hey, why don't we go out today? Call me.” And he added his number. I couldn't that, of course, because as I mentioned it before, I'm out of town. The thing is, it was something that I definitely didn't expect, and something that certainly unsettled me.

You see, one of the weirdest things about him is that I've always had a thing for guitarists —I've always dated guitarist, in fact— but he, well, he's the only man I've ever loved, like, really loved, and he… he's a drummer.

Next thing I did, I logged in to FanWorks. Suddenly, I'm greeted with a massive amount of new stories —something I've never seen on this site before. It caught my attention, of course, and then I realized they were all about Jimmy. No, about Jimmy's death.

And my heart stopped.

I immediately got into Avenged site, and I was greeted with news I didn't want to believe they were true. But unfortunately, heartbreakingly, they are.

I'm not sure exactly when this horrible thing happened, but all I know is that I found out about it today, and so that's why I wanted to remark the date. Because today, my life changed. I received two unsettling news, and I believe it is beyond kismet that they both came to me on the exact same date, when I had this terrible urge to go online. And to make it even more ironic, this happened a day before the year comes to an end.

This year was particularly detestable to me. I spent the first six months of it down in Argentina —making a student exchange— and it was awful. The culture down there sucks, and college too, for that matter. The next six months, I spent them in Orlando, making my internship, designing the web pages of this company —a company that sells the barcode technology to every single company that works with commerce… anyways, too boring to provide any details. Just the typical business with an office facade and too serious and boring for an industrial designer with tattoos and crazy tastes.

Since this year was pretty much my worse nightmare coming to life, I had a lot of time to think about my life. And I came to realize how much it really sucks. And so I looked for a way out, and miraculously, I found it on this site.

This site wasn't only full of amazing stories, waiting for me to read them —something that sure provided me with a chance to escape my reality and live in a fictional world much more fun than the one I live in— but it was also a chance to make my crazy ideas public —a chance to let people read, and review, what I had in my mind.

Avenged Sevenfold…

This band marked a stage in my life. Not only a stage, it defined my present state of mind, and how I feel about life in general. They are my main way out of everything, they taught me there is many, many ways to be happy while you fight for what you really want to achieve in life. And, as I'm sure you all know, when you become a fan of a specific band —a true fan— you also become fonder of certain members…

I, well, I fell in love with Zack (I'm pretty sure that if you have read my stories, you already figured that out) but I love them all with my whole heart, for every little thing they are, each in their own way.

Jimmy…

Jimmy specially, always moved something in me —I could never see him as a man, I always saw him as the perfect best friend.

Call me crazy, but I believe that when you become fond of a member of a famous band —in a no-attraction-way— it is way more complicated than a crush for your favorite rock star. It is normal to develop crushes for your favorite rock stars —everyone goes through that— but when you get to really, truly love your favorite rock star, that's a different story.

And I loved Jimmy. I love him, still. Not in the in-love kind of way, but in the deep, founded, friendship-like way… I never got to know him personally, but what I could see of him —of who he was— was enough to make me love him to the core. He was such an amazing guy… good energy sprang and glowed out of his whole being.

If any of you have read Make-Believe, I guess you'll understand more clearly how I feel about Jimmy. That story is particularly `real' to me, and so I portrayed Jimmy as I have always imagined him… the best friend, the amazing, crazy guy —the guy that has so many things going on through his mind that no one really can understand him, no one really gets what goes on with him…

I've always been fascinated with crazy people —the people that have a mind so bright it is beyond comprehension for all of us ordinary humans.

And so I believe, with Jimmy, it dies an unraveled mind. A mind so full of wonders, so full of great ideas, so full of incomprehension, so full with… with… things that make us all human —the things that identify us as thinking beings, as beings that know there's something beyond everything we get to see.

It breaks my heart to write this, because I still don't want to believe this is true —I want to believe this is just a bad taste joke— but, pretending this is the awful truth, all I have to say is…

I love you Jimmy —and I know we all do— and I hope that this crazy, messed up world it is just some kind of preamble for the wonderful things that are waiting for us beyond in the after life, where I'm sure you're having even more fun than the one you had here, where you leave us all with broken hearts and a life to follow through until we're ready to go and meet you wherever you are… and we will all miss you, we will all remember AVENGED SEVENFOLD, the greatest band ever, with the greatest drummer ever. Because, even if they find a new drummer… you'll always be number one, and it will never be the same without you…

I've been crying all day, really, I can't believe this is true, but I guess life works in strange ways… and I know that all of us can get something out of this, because this is something that touches us directly —I'm sure that if tomorrow our mom told us our second cousin died, it wouldn't be so bad, even though we have seen him more times than we had seen Jimmy, if we had seen him at all…

Cherish life. That's all I have to say to you all. No, better, `SEIZE THE DAY'. You never know when the end will come for you… be kind to the people that is kind to you, spend time with your friends, with your family, love the people around you, love the people that give you love back, and love the people that hate you, because someday, they'll realize hate springs out of love… forgive the ones that have hurt you, and above all… LIVE. Please just live. Every second like it was the last. Feel the air when you breathe. Feel how it is like to be alive, and make out of your every day the most perfect day ever. Learn how to love the little things in life.

If I died tomorrow, I would die knowing that no matter how much life have sucked for me, I cherished the little things… I lived enough to listen to such a talented band like Avenged, I lived enough to enjoy such wonderful music, I lived to see such wonderful guys… I LIVED.

Live, people.

There's no more to life than living it, just as it may come.

I love you all, very much, for being in my LIFE even if it's just through a screen.

And about my stories… well, Escape doesn't have to do much with Jimmy, so I guess I'll be able to keep on writing it, but I can't promise any update too soon… it's hard, to feel like I'm inside their world, knowing there's someone missing…

Make-Believe… it hurts me to keep on writing it… SO MUCH. Because, I can't imagine an Ana without a Jimmy —without her shoulder to cry on… according to the dates on the story, well, we would still be able to have a lot of Jimmy for a while… but if I want to keep it real, well… Make-Believe would have to have major changes —changes that I DON'T want to make. Actually, I would like to keep on writing it just as if this horrific nightmare would have never happened… just to have something —even if it's fictional— to hold on to, something that tells me there is a way to make all your dreams come true, and to remember the people that are no longer here with us…

But, since I'm writing this story mainly for you, I will only keep on posting it if it's okay with you people that I keep on using Jimmy's sacred name, as if this never had happened… because, to me —since I never got to meet him personally— I can still pretend he is alive… because he will always be alive to me. Let me know if you want me to keep on writing this…

And here's to Jimmy, the song that I'm pretty sure fits him right now…

I will miss you, so much…

Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Israel Kamakawiwo'ole

Somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high

And the dreams that you dreamed of

Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow

Blue birds fly

And the dreams that you dreamed of

Dreams really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star

Wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where trouble melts like lemon drops

High above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me oh

Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly

And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I?

Well I see trees of green and

Red roses too,

I'll watch them bloom for me and you

And I think to myself

What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white

And the brightness of day

I like the dark and I think to myself

What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky

Are also on the faces of people passing by

I see friends shaking hands

Saying, "How do you do?"

They're really saying, I...I love you

I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,

They'll learn much more

Than we'll know

And I think to myself

What a wonderful world

Someday I'll wish upon a star,

Wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where trouble melts like lemon drops

High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me

Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high

And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I?

 

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