Jack's POV:
I never got the chance to ask him to be mine. He was my definition of perfection. I know we only knew eachother for a little bit of time, but when I first saw him... I felt like it was love at first sight.
I never got to even tell him that I loved him.
I never got to kiss him. Or cuddle him, or do anything else with him.
His life ended to soon. Why do people bully?
I sat there on the bench next to Joy's grave for 3 hours talking to myself. I could of been also talking to him.. But I don't know. Maybe his spirit was there. I didn't feel anything but the cold and windy breeze against my neck.
I made him a letter before I came to visit his grave. He only died 5 days ago due to suicide.
Why? Why are people like this? Bullying isn't cool.
I placed the letter on his grave stone and then placed a rock over it so it wouldn't blow away.
Before I left to go home for the day I laid on the ground next to his gravestone.
I said, "I love you Joy. Rest in peace."
The End
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Bullied Into Depression
Teen FictionThis is a made up depression story about a boy named Joy who used to be a girl (So he is transgender). And he is bullied a lot so he takes his own life. Does he succeed? Find out...
