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(Christina)
You don't know pain until you have to plan your baby sister's funeral, all because of suicide, because the band that was your idea caused her pain, gave her hate, then you realize her death was your fault.
(Katherine)
I can still hear her laugh, see her smile, hear her beg me to stop tickling her, feel her hand hit my shoulder when I wouldn't stop, feel her tears hit my shoulder blade as she cried about that stupid boy.
(Lisa)
I can still see her numb body on the bathroom floor, my yells for help, and the realization that me and her was here alone came, man if I wouldn't have let her be alone, I'm supposed to be her annoying big sis.
(Amy)
Danielle she's really gone, my rock killed herself.
(Lauren)
She left me the note, only me, so was it my fault or what?

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