If you read the picture carefully, you probably know what this is gonna be about. When I was at the doctors office today, my mother got a call. It turned out to be my friend Blair. She sounded quiet and like she had been crying. She told me that a classmate of mine, I guy a knew named Preston, had committed suicide yesterday. She had found at school that morning, and her, along with several other people, had to go home because they couldn't stop crying. I didn't believe her at first, then she read me his suicide note he posted on his Facebook page. I looked at his page and saw people posting notes, notes about how amazing he was and how they were going to miss him. On his mom's page people were apologizing for her loss. My friend was not lying. Preston, at age fourteen late at night on October 25 committed suicide. He was popular, he wasn't bullied, but he was depressed. No one knew. Not even his best friends knew how deep he was in. His close friend Carly, who I've never known to be particularly sympathetic, is blaming herself. I had known him for over 3 years. We were never close, but he was an amazing artist and a great magician. He had been in my art 3 class with me for two years, he was one of maybe seven people in my grade my first year in that class. I broke down in the waiting room. I couldn't stop crying. He said in his note that he knew his life wasn't going anywhere and he loved his friends, classmates, and family. One girl he was close with, he told at the Halloween dance Friday "I want you to know I love you because your not going to see me for a long time". I think he already knew what he was going to do. We miss him, he was a great guy and lots of fun. I may not be on at all because of this, or a may be on a lot because I need the support of my friends on here. One thing I know is that I won't be updating anything anytime soon, I'm so sorry. It's hitting us all hard. I know I probably ruined your mood, but he deserves to be remembered. His mom took down the note and left his account open so people could leave their memory of him. She'll be posting his funeral arrangements later. There's a collage someone posted on his page and a song called Silhouette by Owl City dedicated to him from me. If you have any questions, let me know.
R.I.P Preston,
I hope you found the peace you were looking for. We'll all miss you.
Love from Crimson,
See you in the next place, wherever it may be.Allons-y....
-Crimson
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