Suffocating

Chapter 9

-Frits' pov-

It was a funeral. But it was closed casket, so none of use knew who it was yet. Who had died? Even more why are we at the funeral? Then the pastor started talking. We were all shifting in our seats. Burning with curiosity on who had died.
"This is a sad occasion. Unfortunately Wilona Elleen Centenary killed herself on December 20." We were all shocked. This had to be a joke. She wouldn't do that would she. I thought she was happy.
"She was born May 25th, 2000. She died December 20th, 2015. Leaving only her mother." A o came from Wilona's mom.
"She loved reading. Her favorite book since she learned to read was the Chronicles of Narnia." I then remembered the first time she said something. That was the book I helped her get. It was also her birthday. I didn't know that. I remembered the happiness I felt when she said those two simple words. Why didn't she say it was her Birthday. Even though she is gone, she is still leaving little mystery.
"She died by Jumping off a 50 story office building." So that is why the casket is closed. A girl next to me started to cry. I noticed scares on her arm. I put an arm around her. She started to cry in to my shoulder. She was a friend of Wilona's too. A better one then me, that is for sure. I just sat there, She was gone. I couldn't believe it. I wanted to stand up and shot that she wasn't dead. She couldn't be. I felt tears leak out of my eyes. She was a true friend and I left her. Why did I do that? Why didn't I go after her? I could have saved her. Helped her. Done something to were this didn't happen. Why was I so stupid and bull headed. I started to cry harder. The girl that I had my arm around hugged me from the side. I leaned my head on her shoulder. A teacher handed us a entire box of tissues. We defiantly used them.