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Today.
This is a depressing venting thread. You've been warned.
So last night a two-year-old girl went missing from near the lake in my neighborhood. At the time, everyone mostly assumed she'd drowned, but search and rescue people searched the lake all night, and as it isn't a very big lake, people started to think she might have just wandered off.
So a volunteer search-and-rescue program was organized. We searched for several hours. At one point, a man in an SUV drove by my group and said he'd gotten a Facebook message saying she'd been found. We called around, but couldn't get official confirmation, but we were all feeling a good deal more optimistic.
At around two, everyone regrouped in the church for lunch. Someone living in the neighborhood runs a big restaurant chain, so he provided it. Anyway, there we were, all eating lunch and getting hydrated so we could go out and look some more.
Then the sheriff announced that they'd pulled the body out of the lake.
I...I feel like I should have some sort of commentary to offer, but I really can't think of anything to say except for just saying what happened. I mean...God.
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My first reaction was a chuckle. I hate toddlers.
...Dear God, what the fuck has the Internet done to me?!
@Hatter Don't blame the Internet for your being a jackass.
Don't get me wrong, I feel bad and all that something like that happened, it's just that I have a hard time relating. That's never happened to me, and I don't particularly like children. I'd feel worse if I had actually witnessed the grief of the people involved. I just can't empathize, though, with a paraphrase of what happened. I'd have to be there to feel any real emotion about it.
Plus, I never accept anything I read on the internet as unquestionably true. As such, any personal account of something I read is at least partially fiction. It might be sad fiction, but it's still not real to me.
>>pulled the body out of the lake
>>chuckled
There's a difference between not being able to relate and laughing at the death of a little girl.
Forzare, I didn't laugh when I finished reading. For the record.
I still feel like a dick, though.
^^^I'm sure it was just misinformation. A situation like that, no one knows what's going on.
Could've been a product of the telephone game. That person heard about the girl being found, but not how she was found.
(I wrote this about half an hour ago. My internet cut out for some reason.)
Forzare, I write a reply while I'm reading. That's why all of my replies - ALL of them - have space between the lines. They're written in a stream of consciousness.
You'll notice that my second line was revulsion at my first line. I wrote that when I finished reading INUH's story.
INUH, I'm sorry about what happened. I just don't feel any personal connection to it. That's what I'm getting at. Sorry that I offended you.
You do realize that is a bad idea when you are communicating in a medium where it is usually expected that people will go back and edit what they say before hitting send, right?