Hi everybody.
Just thought I wanted to share.

This monday a girl from my class came to me and said that him the crocodile hunter was dead.
My first thought was "NO! Crocodile dundee is dead!", but then she said, you know him the australian and my second thought was "what?! Noo, not the cool australian guy".

I didnt know Steve's name until that day. I didnt really know much about him. All I knew was that I had been seing his show always. I loved seeing Animal Planet when I heard Steve's voice say "What a beauty!". I loved his accent and his great love to what he did.
Steve had always been my idol.

That day it all was so surreal to me. I didnt wanted to belive that he was dead. I heard some other people say "isnt this the second time he dies?" and I hoped so much that when I came home, I would find out that it wasnt true.
But that didnt happend.

The following days it felt like I walked around in a bubble and that non of it was true. I just waited on someone to tell me that Steve still was alive.

I watched tribute movies to Steve, on the internet and I felt like crying every time.

Last night I though about what I would say to Steve, if I got the chance.
I just weeped big time (!) and I still didnt understand that he was gone.
All of these feelings I felt was so strange, 'cause I've never met Steve. All of the people I know says to me "It is really sad that he's dead, but you gotta move on", but right now it seems imposible for me to move on.


Sorry if ther's spelling mistakes and alike.