I think that I am responsible for her death.
All around school, today people were crying. I stuck with my friend group because I don't want to face the other people at school. My friends went into the cafeteria to eat lunch. I told them that I needed to catch up on some school work. I ate in the bathroom.
I wonder if Raven ever did this. I wonder if she hid in the bathroom because she didn't want to face the people in there. If she didn't want to face me.
I didn't see Matt today. I haven't seen him in a long time. I don't want to see him. He was mean to her too.
Now I am laying on my bed. My mind is remembering all the looks they gave me in the hallways. They stared and whispered. I didn't want to be noticed. I wanted to be invisible. My mind remembers all the things I said to her. I said so many things. I hate what I said. I hate what I did. I drove this girl to suicide and I will never get to say that I'm sorry.
Wet trails etch themselves into my face. My lips tremble and soon I don't hold back. I am curled up and sobbing on my bed, but not that cute-small-quiet crying. I cry like a wounded animal and I hate it. I hate the sound of my voice. I hate the tears. I don't even deserve to cry for her.
I am a monster and I hate myself for it.
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