judith,
i went to school and i've been absent for two weeks since i wanted to be alone.
i went to school and nobody asked me what happened or if i was okay.
sure, there was some and this just shows that they just want a casual talk.
they'd just say, what happened?
my aunt died, i said flatly, as if i didn't feel the pins pricking my heart a million times. i gulped.
how?
and i know i have to lie.
cardiac arrest.
successfully, i actually convinced them.
they just said, oh then they never bothered to talk to me after that.
what i wanted to tell them was "don't go. i need someone to understand me." i wanted to reach them and wrap my arms around them and they'd pat my head. and they won't even bother if i wet their shirt. that's what i need right now.
i want them to say that everything will be alright even though that won't make a big difference.
i want them to tell me that i was just dreaming and the solution is waking up.
i want someone to tell me that i was in a coma for two weeks when i woke up.
and i though, will i be just like my aunt? people will ask. they'll remember you for maybe five minute tops and they'd just forget all about you.
but through time, they knew what really happened.
i hate to see pity in their eyes.
they just know me as the girl who's aunt has commtted suicide.
lovingly yours,
tori
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Judith [small caps intended]
No Ficción"no, i can't smile," i said . "why?" my mom asked. "because she's dead and it's all my fault." [BASED ON A TRUE STORY] [Spiritual #937] 1/25/14 [Spiritual #933] 1/26/14 Judith on Goodreads : https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22397633-judith