I couldn't believe it. January couldn't be dead. I felt like this was my fault even though I had nothing to do with it. Or so I thought. I knew it was partly my fault as soon as I got a text. It read:
Now that January killed her self I have no one else to blame. So I better come out and say the truth. This is completely honest. I swear. It all started in 7th grade, when January started dating the boy that I had a crush on since forever. I even confronted her and told her that I liked him and she called me a 'boyfriend stealing bitch' I know that doesn't sound like her, but she was different back then. The reason I am mad at you, April, is because you never accepted me. To you, I was invisable. To you and everyone else at this school I was invisable and worthless, so I got my revenge. I feel no better now that I have ruined your lives, in fact I feel worse. Please forgive me because I can never forgive my self.
-Malia.
Ps: I'm in your 7th period English class. I sit behind you so you know who I am when you turn me in to the police.
I felt horrible. An aching pain of loss and guilt ate away at me. I started crying and Isaac was trying to comfort me. I should have known that January wouldn't send us messages like that. She wouldn't be so cruel. She was a great person.
A guy came into the room.
"hi, I'm Mason, Jan's friend" he said in a shaky voice.
"come on in" I said sitting up.
Mason sat down in the chair next to my bed.
"in really sorry. This is all my fault" he said
" no," I said and showed Isaac and Mason the message, "it's no one's fault but hers"
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World Breakers
Teen FictionLife is complicated. Its messy at times. Great Memories Happen but so do the Bad Ones. 4 friends, 4 different lives. The good girl. The rich boy. The secretly depressed boy. And the lone rebel. Who've all been friends since they met in the sand box...
