Rajaan Bennett killed in a murder suicide

Why someone would ever want to kill another is beyond me...

Coward trigger man.

R.I.P.

That's just awful. It's always sad when someone that young dies but especially when he was a good kid who wasn't doing anything wrong. Seems like he was trying to protect his family.

That is horrible. What a chickensh*t piece of garbage for taking that kid's life.

This sums it up pretty nicely. If someone wants to take their own life, go for it. To take down someone who actually has a desire to be something more than what he was is disgraceful and tragic.

Rest well Rajaan.

Clifton, you were a disgrace.
 
What is very tragic about this is that he WORKED HIS WHOLE LIFE to become a star player, worked his butt off. He just gets a scholarship to play for vandy in the SEC and this happens... Who knows what could have came from him..

I hate vanderbilt, but this is when you put that aside... I would definitly rather have him wreck us on the field then knowing hes beneath the dirt.

RIP
 
ATL news just cleared up some info with a police interview. The mom and boyfriend had just broke up and he came to the house with a gun. Rajaan actually was the one that made the 911 call. He shot 6 rounds killing Rajaan and seriously wounded his uncle. Sad sad sad
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I am manager of the cemetery where Rajaan will be laid to rest. I have had the privilege of meeting his mother and my heart goes out to her. They are a sweet family and it has been awesome to see how the McEachern community has embraced them and helped. Some things go much farther than the field.
 
"Strength"

by Rajaan Bennett



Somebody once told me that, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" (Philippians 4:13). Life hasn't been a walk in the park for me, but I'm thankful for the obstacles, hardships, and accomplishments that GOD has provided for me. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be the Rajaan Bennett that you know today. I wouldn't have things any other way.

Strength is the ability to do or bear things in the state of being strong.

In the year of 2000, I moved from the streets of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, to the suburbs of Powder Springs, Georgia. A year later, my dad died in a horrible car wreck, and as a ten year-old, I knew he wasn't coming back. This tragedy rattled me to the core. I felt as if there was no need for me to live. I wanted to be as happy as the kids with dads and moms.

Some days I would wonder - why me? But eventually, I realized that it was my turn to become a man. As I became older, I came to notice that in life you use strength as a blanket to protect you from this cold world.

I am the oldest of 3 and I have a brother with special needs who I have to take care of. I have to balance school, sports, friends, and family - and it gets so hard, but I push myself. I push myself like a sprinter who is neck and neck with an opponent with 10 meters left. With the strength that I posses, I feel like I'm Hercules.

I matured faster than all of my friends - and there will never be a time that I will give up. I may complain, I may refuse, and I may even cry about it, but I know I have to do what I have to do.

I work hard at whatever I do - just for that man upstairs to smile down on me with the rays of the sun ...and they feel so warm. My drive cannot be stopped or even slowed down, because every obstacle has a way around it. Every day I become stronger from the weights physically, the books mentally, and life emotionally.

There is no limit to my strength and at the end of the day, I want to be known as the strongest.
 
"Strength"

by Rajaan Bennett



Somebody once told me that, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" (Philippians 4:13). Life hasn't been a walk in the park for me, but I'm thankful for the obstacles, hardships, and accomplishments that GOD has provided for me. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be the Rajaan Bennett that you know today. I wouldn't have things any other way.

Strength is the ability to do or bear things in the state of being strong.

In the year of 2000, I moved from the streets of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, to the suburbs of Powder Springs, Georgia. A year later, my dad died in a horrible car wreck, and as a ten year-old, I knew he wasn't coming back. This tragedy rattled me to the core. I felt as if there was no need for me to live. I wanted to be as happy as the kids with dads and moms.

Some days I would wonder - why me? But eventually, I realized that it was my turn to become a man. As I became older, I came to notice that in life you use strength as a blanket to protect you from this cold world.

I am the oldest of 3 and I have a brother with special needs who I have to take care of. I have to balance school, sports, friends, and family - and it gets so hard, but I push myself. I push myself like a sprinter who is neck and neck with an opponent with 10 meters left. With the strength that I posses, I feel like I'm Hercules.

I matured faster than all of my friends - and there will never be a time that I will give up. I may complain, I may refuse, and I may even cry about it, but I know I have to do what I have to do.

I work hard at whatever I do - just for that man upstairs to smile down on me with the rays of the sun ...and they feel so warm. My drive cannot be stopped or even slowed down, because every obstacle has a way around it. Every day I become stronger from the weights physically, the books mentally, and life emotionally.

There is no limit to my strength and at the end of the day, I want to be known as the strongest.


My mom always says:
"The lord works in mysterious ways"
 

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