He was a good kid. He laughed alot even when things weren't funny. He asked to be excused at the dinner table. He wore clean socks to bed. He did all the right things at all the right times until one day, after a 4 mile jog, he was hit by a van, by a man driving a van filled with frozen food, and was instantly blinded when the rear view mirror struck him in the eyes. After the accident, he became silent. He no longer jogged and no longer ate dinner with his family. He listened to the same sad pop tune over and over again. Picture day came around and his mother requested they use a cheerful backdrop, something to lighten up his sad disposition. When the pictures came back, he gave them to his mother, headed upstairs to his bedroom, closed the door, and hung himself. 

RG