Life Goes On (Sequel to "I'm Not Who You Think.") **ON HOLD/EXTREME REVISION**

Chapter 1: one year.

Today,

The sun shines brighter than it has in a while;

The birds are flying around,

Chirping a little louder than they have in a while;

The people are excited,

And sitting in their seats,

More excited to be outside than they have in a while.

I suppose that's a sign,

That spring has finally come.

Today would be considered the first nice day out,

After a brutal winter.

Most people are going outside.

Most people are enjoying the day.

Playing with friends,

Hanging outside,

Going for walks.

But not me.

I'm not most people.

I won't sit outside,

And be happy about the weather.

Instead,

I'll be sitting inside,

Trying to work up the courage to go the cemetery,

And visit her.

Even though I know I probably won't.

I don't have the courage.

Or the strength.

One year ago today,

The only girl I've ever opened up to,

Ever shared everything with-

Killed herself.

It was so unexpected.

Honestly, I would have expected it a few months before.

And I'm surprised that she didn't.

Never did I expect it then.

When everything finally seemed to be getting better.

Honestly,

it's the fact she didn't-

And after months of trying,

She finally gave us a chance.

Everything seemed to be going well.

Until suddenly there was this strange distance.

It seemed to get better.

Then only worse.

I thought Stevie had gotten better,

Until one night,

I was kissing her and,

I felt the cuts all over her legs again.

She left.

I knew she felt as if she disappointed me.

But she didn't.

She didn't have to run away-

I should have chased her.

Instead,

I called her mother.

And told her that Stevie was cutting again.

Stevie's mom found all the razors.