It was a Crime Scene

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In November, a young friend of ours died suddenly in the bathroom in the recreation area across the street from us. I rushed over when I found out that she fell in there. I held her hand and called her name. She made a noise each time. I felt her pulse. It was thready at best. Then I could not find it. I wondered why she had no pulse. By that time, rescue came in the building. The paramedics ordered me out. They came out and said she passed. I tried to go back in and one said, "You have to stay out. This is a crime scene." I wondered what the crime was. Someone explained that all unexplained deaths are a crime scene until otherwise proven. They strung up yellow crime tape around the whole area. They told showering women to hurry and kicked some poor lady out of the laundromat. Two hours later, everything was returned to normal. But, it will never be normal again. It affected everyone living here and they are still talking about it. Never take anyone for granted. They might not be there when you turn around. Has your life ever turned into a crime scene?