This will be the last time writing the journal entries. I just need to take a break. I need to breathe.
-Julia.
I save this in the file known as "daily journal" Along with all the other entries. I move the folder to the trash can and click delete.
I woke up with a hangover this morning. I tried to sleep it off but was woken up by my mom, telling me that Raven's memorial was today. I didn't go. I don't want to be there with all the crying people. Crying people make me uncomfortable. I can't really help them, all I do is awkwardly pat them on the shoulder and nod. It makes me uncomfortable. I lay in my bed for a long time staring at the ceiling. I keep thinking about Raven, what if I was the one who caused it? I try to push the thought away. Other people were mean too. It wasn't only me. It wasn't my fault. I keep staring at the ceiling. I grab my phone to distract myself.
13 missed texts from Matt and 17 from my friends. I have a few missed calls. I don't know why they would want to contact me. It's not like I have anything to say. I throw my phone across the room in anger, it makes a clattering sound as it hits my desk. I can feel the anger in me. It is boiling up and overflowing. Soon papers are being thrown around and I'm ripping things from the wall. I storm out of my room and find my parents liquor again. I go up to my bathroom and throw open the medicine cabinet.
I take a bottle of painkillers and pop two in my mouth. I swallow them with burning liquor and lay in the bathtub and drink until i pass out. It is good to forget.
YOU ARE READING
After she killed herself
Short StoryJulia is a popular girl in school. She bullied a girl named Raven. But one Saturday morning she wakes up to the news that Raven is dead. Now, she struggles with the guilt of driving a girl to suicide. I wrote a story called Dear Bully, now I will wr...
