Sandra's Diary: The Battle

Not Suicide!

March 10th,

   I later got to know that the girl's name was Cassie- Cassandra. I had been feeling this attraction to her, this feeling I just couldn't understand. Why I suddenly took interest in her, I don't know...

     But I prayed for her and each time I did, I felt this burden for her. I felt a looming danger but all I could do was pray, hope and pray again. Yesterday, I didn't see any more notes in my locker and I felt relief and suspicious.

Why?

  Today, I figured something unbelievable. Tony brought out a note at lunch and showed it to the rest of us. The writer was anonymous- well I expected that, after reading the its contents.

   "Wow...looks like this person's going through a lot! This is so sad. Any clue about who could've dropped it there, Tony?" Lissa asked as Tony shook his head.

    "Not even a hint..."

    "I just hope this person isn't contemplating suicide..." I said as Ray looked at me with uncertainty in his eyes.

   "What? After all, this note is a proof to show that the person is also suffering from low self-esteem, self-hatred, depression and an abusive life..." I explained.

   "Wait. Could it be that it's the same person who also kept notes in your locker?" Ray asked me as I thought.

   "Hmm...there's a possibility." I said.

   "Do you have the note with you?" Tony asked, his eyes still fixed on the paper.

   "No. Why?" I asked, sipping my juice.

    "Is it in your locker then? I need to check something." He said. I nodded, got up and went to get the notes from my locker. They were three in number. For an unknown reason, I had kept all the notes.

   "Hmm..." Tony arranged all the notes on the table.

   "It's the same handwriting!" Ray pointed out as I looked closer. He was right!

   "Okay? So why'd you ask San for the notes-"

   "Ha! That's why! I knew it!" Tony said suddenly, smiling triumphantly as we looked at him in confusion. He rolled his eyes at pointed to the bottom of the note.

   "At the back of each note is a drawing...like a puzzle piece, when you put them all together, they form a-"

     "Flower pot?" Ray asked incredulously as I sighed. This wasn't looking good.

Why was this person so mysterious? I'm tired of all the riddles!

I grumbled in my head.

   "Flower pot....flower pot....that's it!" Lissa said, hurrying out of the cafeteria as we all looked at each other in confusion but soon ran after her. She ran to the school's roof.

Oh yeah!

The school's roof was adorned with beautiful ornamental flowers and flower pots. It was a beautiful, breezy, sunny day but we all froze in our tracks at the sight before us.
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  "Please don't!" Lissa cried out. A girl stood at the edge of the roof, with headphones on her head. Just as we reached the top, she was about to lift her foot and step into air- she wanted to fall off the school's roof and die! Intentionally!

   I pulled her back and I saw a lifeless look on her face. I looked at her closely. She was the girl who was bullied by Samantha the other day and she had fresh wounds on her wrists, her eyes were puffy and her cheek, swollen. Cassie! She always wore a sweater...