Trigger warning
•Mentioned of suicide
•••••••••••••
How does it feel knowing that you caused someone to take their life?. How does it feel knowing that it was your fault?.
Do you feel hurt?
Do you regret anything?
How do you sleep at night? Do you sleep like a baby?. Or do you cry yourself to sleep?.
How does it feel to be labeled as a murder?.
Do you like it?
Does it make you feel uncomfortable?.
How does it feel knowing that you're going to be behind bars?. While your friends roam streets free?.
Why would you make someone feel so worthless that they had to say goodbye? To me. To the world?.
What did she do to you?
How did she make you feel?
Do you even care?
You need to snap back into reality.
You're living off of a fantasy.
You need to know that your actions has consequences.
Not only have you burned hole in my sister heart you burned hole right in mines.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
You need to look at yourself in the mirror. Find all your flaws and tell me what made you do it?.
What made you say those words to her?.
What made you feel that you had the right to do what you did?.
Is your nose? Your eyes?, your body?.
Did my sister have something that you wanted?
Did she make you feel bad about yourself? So you decided to tear her down? To feel better about yourself?.
How does it feel to know that you're a Murder?.
Once people start calling you that-
I bald up the paper throwing it in the trash can. Multiple tears fell from my eyes as I cupped my face with hands sobbing.
I felt two hands on my shoulder. "Stop crying" I heard Lauren whispered in my ear. I turned her and wrapped my arms around her crying into her neck.
"Shhhh" she places her chin on top of my head. "They won't stop sending letters to me Laur. Why do they assume that I'm the cause of her death?...I didn't nothing wrong but be there for her"
She rubs my back "it's going to stop I promise I just have to handle it"
I pulled away from her "do you know who really caused it?" I asked Lauren looks at me biting her lip. Lauren was Ally best friend. "No" she shakes her head. But somehow I was the one crying in her arms. Shouldn't it be the other way around?.
She pulls me into a hug. "I'm here for you ok?" I nod "ok".......
