Jordan Davis: A Dream Denied

She Matters: He deserved to grow up to become an adult who rolls his eyes when teenagers goof off too much, drive too fast and play their music too loud.

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Older people kept telling me that “these are the best days of your life. Enjoy them.” But as much as I was looking forward to goofing off with my friends throughout senior year, I couldn’t wait to graduate and get my life started. “Start” meant moving to New York. Simple, right? But thinking about all the what-ifs terrified me.

I went to the club every college night and got all sweaty trying to keep up with the Baltimore girls dancing to house music. I argued with my parents a lot, mostly about the car and because I had no clue at 19 that they were pretty much right about everything. I went places I had no business being, drove my car too fast and played my music too loud, especially Jay Z and Biggie.

In my downtime, I daydreamed a lot—about the next boy, the next party, the next exam or paper, the next spring break ... because I took for granted that there would always be a ... “next.” The world was spread out as a canvas before me; I just had to figure out what I wanted to add to it.

Jordan Davis deserved to have afternoons of daydreams, nights of parties, an opportunity to leave his mark and a lifetime of “nexts,” too. He deserved the chance to see his dreams come to fruition.

But he didn’t get that chance. It feels horrible to see “RIP” before a 17-year-old’s name.

Demetria L. Lucas is a contributing editor at The Root, a life coach and the author of A Belle in Brooklyn: The Go-to Girl for Advice on Living Your Best Single Life and the upcoming Don’t Waste Your Pretty: The Go-to Guide for Making Smarter Decisions in Life & Love. Follow her on Twitter.