She was the type of girl to put herself before everyone else and to keel to herself. She never chased or looked for anything in particular. She would do crazy things. Just because she wanted to live her life to the fullest.
That didnt last long.
She became the type if girl to put others before herself because she knew how it hurt when others done support you. So she supported anyone and everyone. She would chase, she would search for someone to do the same as her, but no one came along. She was quiet, and never took risks because she believed those were like taking dumb decisions.
but, when it came to me, she put herself before me because she felt like there was no need to support me. I held myself high and kept myself satisfied. While she comforted me, Supported me, I was slowly loosing support for myself. Trying to make someone else happy.
We may have been opposites, But it seemed like opposites attract. We had something, Something special for each other we ended up building a friendship, and I loved her. I loved her effortlessly. Because of the way she cared for others and she put others before herself. What crazy person would do that? I ask myself. I cared for her and loved her so much, but it wasn't enough. She got tired. She gave everyone her all. And her only having one person to love, support and comfort her wasn't satisfying to her. So she grabbed a rope. Grabbed a rope and tied it round her neck and hung it to her ceiling fan. She felt her blood rush down to her feet and she felt numb.
I couldn't do anything about it. I just stood there, numb. As her mum talked to me about what she saw that morning. I couldn't keep concentrated.
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Not Ready To Let Go
Short Story*COMPLETED* TW: $uic!d3 (suicide) 3 parts not based of true events !! this is about a girl whos best friend k!ll3d herself due to an argument that had taken place between the not long before the christmas holidays.
