I sat in my dorm room at my college dorm. I had a box underneath my desk full of cassette tapes labeled with names of my friends I set one of the cassette tapes into the walk man and knew what was coming.i hadn't picked up this box in weeks...and, to be honest when John died it was hard for me.imagine your best friend and crush had committed suicide by slitting his wrist open with a tiny razor blade...yeah it's kind of hard to be honest.and all the hurt that the people brought on him was not good either. I hear the cassette tapes roll through the Walkman like a fire crackling in a fireplace."hi it's me john...if your listening to this I'm probably dead"he said.i can already feel the pain coming through my chest..nervousness?."and if your wondering how I died..I killed my self,and your one of the thirteen reasons why I killed my self"I can already feel the pain and he guilt that john had caused to rush through me like a river."Alexander you where the closest friend I had, what ever you do...fine someone better, I know about Jefferson and his alcohol problems.i know he's abusing you... You just won't tell anyone but me.. Hey why did the dead boy not say anything? Because he couldn't stand up" I had always loved johns sense of humor but that joke didn't feel funny.cause the dead boy was john."Go ahead laugh, but whose laughing now when all of the sudden that dead boy becomes you"I couldn't listen to this anymore. I turned off the cassette player and took it out of its box and laid down on my bed. I can already tell college would be hell with john dead.
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Hamilton high (13rw)
Teen FictionHi im john and if your reading this im probably dead. Credit goes to:@-TeziaCxssworth-