The Diary Of A Broken Teenage Girl

19 (The Aftermath)

I promise you, I'm always there.
When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair.
And I'll carry you, when you need a friend.
You'll find my foot prints in the sand.
Foot Prints in the sand - Leona Lewis

  While Chrissy's death still has me shaken, life has to move on, right? I mean, don't get me wrong, it still hurts like hell. But you know what they say, time heals all the wounds. And well, I'm not entirely alone. I have Zan to talk to and he talks to me too.

   And I'm seeing therapist, who's helping me. And it also helps knowing that she'd been Chrissy's therapist too. And I like her.
 
  She seems to be the only one asides Zan, who knew about Chrissy's plastic lifestyle. And it sure helps knowing that although she isn't here anymore, her presence still lingers. And I still feel her and sometimes, I dream of her. Happy. Which is good. I'll be fine.

  Well, I stopped cheering, because.....what was cheer leading without Chrissy? And I found someone to switch lockers with, so I didn't have to stare at hers when I opened mine. I'm a work in progress.

  Zan....well.....Zan seems to be doing fine. He still plays the basketball and in fact, he got a basketball scholarship, great right? I'm happy for him too.

  A few days ago, I got news that Chrissy's father killed himself. Apparently, my words got to him more than they should have. Not that I actually feel sorry for him. I mean, he still caused my best friend's death.

  Anyways, Max and Gina. Well, I still see them. Everyday. And I remember every single detail of what they'd done to Chrissy. From the ones I'd witnessed, to the ones I'd read from her diary. And funny enough, I'm not mad at them. Not at all. I just pity them. I feel sorry for them. And of recent, I just found out that Gina is pregnant. And of course i'm happy for her. I mean, asides from the fact that she and her husband physically, emotionally and mentally abused my best friend, i have nothing against her, except sheer hatred. I hope she gives birth to a girl child. A really beautiful one. One as beautiful as Chrissy. And probably looks like her. And I pray that someone does the exact same thing to their daughter. Every single thing they'd done to Chrissy, only, I hope that they live to watch the drama unfold, so they'll feel everything I felt. From pain, down to guilt. Everything.

  But asides that, every thing seems fine. My graduation's tomorrow. And I can't say I'm excited. But I can't say that I'm not either. I guess I'm just somewhere in between.

  I'm leaving this town behind after my graduation. I need a fresh start. So....I'm leaving the town, with everything it comes with. It's memories and it's demons......

  Everything.