January 15,
All I want to do is call Celeste and tell her how much I miss her.
Even though I see her everyday, I miss her.
Even though I sit next to her at lunch, I miss her.
I want to call her and tell her that she's my best friend. I feel like she needs the support. I think she's on the verge of becoming weaker than me.
I mean, she hasn't been ignoring my calls on purpose. Right?
YOU ARE READING
her words.
Novela JuvenilTRIGGER WARNING: suicide, depression & a hell of a lot of stupid thing like slut shaming bc 15 year old me was an idiot. '"Here.", said her mother as she handed me the notebook. "She wanted you to have this." Without saying another word she wiped...
