As written on April 2nd, 2005 on notepad.

at 9:37 pm, italian time, on april 2nd, 2005, Pope John Paul II has passed away. I can pray now that he will be accepted into heaven as he should be, being one of the greatest men in history, and the greatest, and only, pope I ever knew. He has passed...I saw it, and currently am seeing it, on CNN. I don't know what to say. What to do. I'm just typing because I don't want to cry. I didn't expect to cry. But seeing the clips of him with children, seeing him at his full health, and realizing that he is gone...it hurts. Even though i don't got to church much...or pray...he still was an influential figure in mylife. I can only hope that he died knowing how much the world loved him. Not only catholics of the world, but people around all religions, all cultures...regardless of who they are, or what they believe in...a little piece of everyone has been taken away today. O wosj tjat i had cared more, or put more time towards my religion. or towads my beliefs....i want to call my grandma now, and just tell her that i love her. I dont know what to do. It's strange. I never though ti'd be affected like this. I cant even go to my mom and say anything, she'll just tell me to suck it up and stop crying. I wish i could be over there in the Vatican City, just to be close to him. So many sad faces being shoiwn...all the people who went and prayed for him. They are all beautiful, warm, caring people, with loving hearts. it hurts.