Hello.
You don't know me but I know you very well. Through newspaper clippings, the chatter among my friends, and even in the tears that crashed to the floor at the viewings and the funeral. Also through the shaky voices of those who spoke during the funeral, including my own. You took him away from me. Away from his family, and his friends and from his future... All I ever wanted was justice for him, and I will admit I do not feel as though justice was served. Sure, you are behind bars for now but you'll be out in 34 years or so. He can never come back, so why should you be able to? His family will never see him again, so why should yours be able to? You took someones life away, yet you still get to live yours. I do not understand how that is fair.. I try so hard to try to understand you, but all I feel for you is hatred. I just want to know why you did it. Why did you decide you have the gosh damn right to take away another life? Who gave you the right to play god? Thinking about the wide possibilities of your answers to these questions make me sick. I have no idea what you even wanted from those involved. If you had decided to have some common sense and not be a sick monster, I would still have my best friend today. I would be texting him instead of writing this letter.
You took away his time with people he loved, and took away his amazing life. There will never be another person like Derrike Martin Roppolo. All I want to do is hear his voice and hug him and tell him I love him, but I can't. Because of you.
Sincerely,
Skye.
Derrike's Obituary
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