Personal Narrative: William Mootz's Life

Life is a Las Vegas storm, it is beautiful at times but very unpredictable and without warning will change in the blink of an eye, as William’s did. The life of William Mootz was unexpectedly taken in an early chapter of his life. Most of the friendships Will made carried on with him till the day he died, the rest of us were left here to deal with his death and move on. Our friendship was not the strongest, but it began seven years ago when I first began attending middle school. William lived less than ten houses away from me so I would see him and his posse riding bikes down the street as well as the wash behind our neighborhood. One day, after seeing Will and his friends riding bikes in the mesa, by our school, they showed up at my front door wondering if I wanted to ride bikes with them, it

As time went on our friendship grew, but once William moved on to high school our friendship greatly diminished because of his involvement in school clubs and sports such as; wrestling and choir. Once I arrived to Green Valley High School our friendship was revived for a short time, since we would see each other around school. Then in the summer of my sophomore year things took a turn for the worst.
The day was much different than the stereotypical summer day, due to the blackened sky and the very light rainfall that would turn deadly. On Wednesday, August 22nd, 2012, Las Vegas was hit with one of the worst storms in decades, with rainfall measuring in at 1.61 inches. On the way back from eating breakfast with my two cousins we noticed the miniscule droplets of rain turn into a down pour in a matter of minutes. We decided to stop by the Pitman wash to see the flood waters traveling down the channel. While watching this raging river, we were approached by a man who was under the impression he saw someone in the fast moving water. My cousins and I looked at one another in disbelief, we could not understand why any sane person