Trigger warning Jennifer's POV
( only time I will do this)
I see my friend hanging from the ceiling and a see a bottle of pills on her dresser with a note and I began to read I'm sorry I did this --- I dial nine one one to come help I cut my friend down place her on the bed I continue to read it ----- but I had to I hate myself you know that I was depressed when my mom died was the hardest time in my life I miss her I can't go on, you go live your life there's a tear stain on the paper still wet then I realize it's from me I can't read the rest I hear the sirens. I'm crying and can't stop.
