Hazel Madelyn Walker

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Dearest friends, family, and whoever else might read this letter,

My name is Hazel Madilyn Walker. You might ask why I wrote this letter, and that is for one reason only. I hate my life. I hate myself. I hate the way people treat me. But that's not the whole reason I am writing this letter. I just waNtEd to tEll everyboDy tHat Everything they have said to me in my entire Life has stuck with me and shaPed me as a person. lIke wheN rEbecca nElson saiD i was fat in 6th grade, sHE singLe handedly made me have an eating disorder, which to that I am truly thankful that you made me accomPlish that part of my childhood.

I would like to thank multiple people who have been there for me no matter what.

To my mom, Anne; you made me the woman I am and I'm sorry you didn't get to see me grow up. Don't blame this on you. It's not your fault. I love you so much mom, and I hope you can go on living regularly after this.

To my Dad, Thomas; You taught me about the importance of persistence and determination and that really helped me get through most of school and events that happened. I'm sorry I gave up on you like that. I love you so much

To my sister, Leah; Please have my makeup, I know you use it anyways. I know you will go far. Please don't give up on writing songs, they will go somewhere I promise you that. Have my guitar, but I don't use it as it is. Remember don't give up.

To my brother, Henry; Work hard. Determination is key. You were the best brother I could have asked for and I really hope you do well for yourself. You will help so many people no matter if you decide to be a doctor or a cashier. I love you so much

To my Best friend, Beth; You were quite literally the best, best friend I could have ever asked for. You got me through so many hard times. Don't blame yourself for not getting me out of this one because I know you will. Please don't. It's not your fault. I would write pages and pages on how much I love you and how much you mean to me but I don't have time. I love you so much.

To Oliver; Just because we broke up doesn't mean I don't care about you. And me doing this is NOT your fault. I did this on my own time. Not because of anyone else. You hear? I did love you and I hope you know a part of me still does. I hope you find someone who loves you as much as I did. I love you so much.

To anyone else that might have interacted with me in a positive way. I thank you for being kind. I know I might not be the prettiest or the smartest person in the world, but I want you to know, that small spark of someone being nice to me got me through the day. And I'm not lying. You all truly got me through the day and I hope you take that to heart. Be nice to everyone even if you don't know them. The smallest spark of kindness can light up someone's world for a day. So remember that.

I don't expect you all to remember me. Hell I don't even expect you all to be sad about this. I'm not that important. I'm not the person that everyone loves. I don't think people will be too devastated when I am no longer here. I won't make that much of an impact. It will just be like I moved. No one will be sad or even know I'm gone.

I would write so much more. Fill pages and pages of how much I love all of you but I have run out of time. I can't talk anymore.

Remember dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today

With so much love and hope that we meet again

Hazel Madilyn Walker

P.S. play no body, no crime by TS at my funeral :)

I re-read that letter for the 8th time that day. Staring at the scribbles on the paper, the splotches of water which I assume to be tears. Yes, Hazel is dead. Yes she wrote that note. Yes, most things in the letter are true. However, I know Hazel. I know her very well. And I know she would never kill herself.