trying.

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i spend a lot of time at the famous oak tree.

the town strayed away from the sight since of the current incident, your death. people keep blaming me for what happened to you and i'm no longer allowed to go to school, or at least summer school for now.

ever since the announcement of your death, i haven't cried. i don't really have the energy to.

out of all of this, bullying and numbness, i still wonder why you never told me what you were thinking. there's a little bit of hope in me that is convinced i could've saved you.

it's always weighed down by the fact that it's too late.