garance miles was just your normal high school student. she wasn't the most popular girl in the school, but she certainly wasn't a loner. she had a best friend that she couldn't imagine life without and a boyfriend who she had been dating for 10 mon...
hello, welcome to this book. i'm not sure how long this is gonna be, but im really happy about my ideas on this story and stuff. so, if you wanna read this sorta depressing story, you are welcome to!
*slight trigger warning : death and depressing and suicidal thoughts*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "mag, im here!" i yell as i stumble into my best friend's house. i throw my backpack on the ground by the front door and kick off my shoes before walking to the kitchen to check out what's in the fridge.
i had been to mag's house a million times before, it was practically my first home and my real home was my second. "mag, you only have crap in your fridge!" i shout, slightly confused about the fact that my cheery friend isn't down here greeting me.
i just shrug and snatch some string cheese out of the fridge, peeling off the wrapper and tossing it into the trash can. next, i start pulling the cheese apart as i stumble up the stairs, up to mag's room.
"maagieee! get your lazy ass up and come greet your best friend!" i shout with a piece of cheese in my mouth, making my words sound jumbled.
as i open up mag's door to her bedroom, i am met with absolute shock and horror. instead of seeing the happy mag that i know so well, I see her limp body sprawled across the floor, her mouth slightly parted and her eyes barely open, not blinking. her chest doesn't rise and fall like it should and her normally tan skin is more pale than that of a ghost.
my heart immediately sinks. no sink is an understatement, it shatters completely. but after it shatters, i think most of it dies.
"mag, maggie, magdalene," i cry out her nicknames, her full name which no one called her by, but she wouldn't respond. "MAG!" i shout in her ear as tears roll in waves down my cheeks. trying to compose myself slightly, i put the heel of my hand onto her chest and try to give her CPR, but no matter what i do, she won't breathe. she won't move or open her eyes.
i rest my head in my hands and rock back and forth, sobbing and weeping until my eyes are drier than a desert. "she's dead," i cry "no, no she's not, she can't be," i try to convince myself. "oh crap, i-i need to call someone," i realize.
i fumble through my jeans' back pocket and grab my phone. i quickly try to compose myself and call 911. i give them the address and they tell me that they'll arrive in about five minutes.
i then decide to text may's mom, i know it's wrong to text her in an emergency like this, but i know i won't be able to stay calm while calling her. so I just text 'come home, it's an emergency'.
sitting their in my best friend since 4th grade's room, i try to understand what's happening. i try to pretend that she's still alive, that she's just playing some kind of sick trick on me. but that's all a lie.
my best friend is dead, she's gone. and as i begin to comprehend that, a piece of me dies. and i realize that my friend and i are dying together. she's dying/dead, for reasons that i don't even know and don't want to know. all i want is my best friend back.
i grab her pale, cold hand and hold it for awhile. i try to focus on all of the happy memories that we had together, but that only seems to deepen my sadness. her long blonde hair looks flat, her hands are shriveled, and her eyes are unmoving and lifeless, but it still hasn't quite sunk in that she's gone.
suddenly, i hear the sirens close by and i know that the ambulance is here. for a moment there's a spark of hope in me, maybe the doctors can bring her back alive. maybe she'll wake up.
or maybe, this is all a terrible, horrible nightmare and i will wake up.
but all of those hopes shatter when the doctors rush up the stairs, observe mag's body and just shake their head.
"she's gone for sure" someone mumbles
"she's been dead for a few hours, there's no way we'll be able to bring her back"
and then they look at me. one of them, a lady with thick black hair and tired but soft eyes, must notice how broken i look. she quickly shuffles over to me and places her hand on my shoulder
i wince at the touch, yes it's a nice gesture, but i don't need to be comforted right now. i just wanna be left alone. for a long time.
she locks eyes with me and just looks sad and maybe a little broken too. "im so sorry about all of this, i know it must be hard for you, but your friend here is gone. we won't be able to bring her back. im gonna have to ask you some questions," she states with a quiet tone of voice.
after that im questioned by multiple people, my family soon arrive at the house and try to comfort me, and i observe mag's mom and brother fall down to the ground, their happiness absolutely destroyed. ive never experienced such a feeling before.
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after all of this, i learn that mag didn't die from suicide like everyone except for me thought. she died from a completely unexpected seizure. there was nothing that anyone could do to prevent the seizure, it just happened with no warning.
mag didn't deserve that. she was a girl with so much kindness and joy in her heart. she was so sweet to everyone and she had such a bright future. not only did she have a bright future though, she had many people who loved her, people who didn't want her too leave so soon.
her funeral is held a few weeks later. i only went for an hour, i couldnt stand it. everyone was crying, it was so depressing and i knew that maggie wouldn't want her funeral to be like that. she would of wanted a celebration of her life, not a time when everyone gathered around and cried about the fact that she was gone for good.
once i realized that she was gone for good, it really hit me hard. and i have stayed in my room for weeks, wishing that i died with her.
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This is Barbara Emely, this is what the main character, Garance, looks like
So yup, that's the first chapter I hope you guys liked it. I know it's depressing, but it'll get a little happier in a few chapters. Love you guys
A new chapter will be up on Tuesday maybe, or sooner.
