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Kathryn #1

Hi, before I start, I wanted to say that this include depression and suicide. Okay, that's all. Oh and this is a highschool AU.

P.o.v Kathryn.

I walk down the street towards my school. "Kath, wait up!" I see my best friend (y/n) running towards me. We sit together in every class. We used to walk together a lot more, but she stated to oversleep more and more. "Hi (y/n), you didn't overslept?" She laughs nervously. "Yeah~ I'm sorry that you have to wait for me." I put my arm around her shoulders. "No problem, that's what we're friends for." She smiles sadly. "Yeah." We walk to our class.

(Time skip)

We walk into the schools garden. (y/n), Mark, Tyler, Amy, Ethan and I sit down and just talk and laugh with each other. Well, everyone except (Y/N), She's been awfully quiet. I lean in towards Amy. "Hey Ames, have you seen (y/n) act different lately?" Amy looks to (y/n), who's looking around the garden. "Well, she seen a lot quieter lately." I nob. I see Mark and Ethan glance once ore twice towards (Y/N). I sigh.

"(Y/N, Are you okay?" She looks up. "Yes, why?" Mark answer. "You look..... down." She looks inshoke at him. "I'm fine." She says a little to quickly. Amy notices this. "Are you sure?" (Y/n) starts to get mad. "I'm FINE." Ethan looks taken an back. "We just wanted to make sure you okay." (Y/n) stands up. "I'M FINE, GET OF MY BACK!" She takes her back and walks away. "Should we go after her?" Tyler asks. I shake my head. "Let her cool of, she needs it." Little did I know that that was my biggest mistake ever. 

(y/n) wasn't in her classes for the rest of the day. I'm worried and decide to go to her house after school. The class ends and I almost run out of the classroom. I had (y/n)'s homework in my hands. 

When I arrived at her house i knock on her door. "(y/n)?" I ask a little oneasy. Nobody answerd, so I walked into her house like we always did. "(Y/N)? " I asked again. I put her homework on the couner. I look around the house. She still doesn't answer. I walk up the stairs towards her room. I knock first on her door. There was no answer. (Y/N), I'm comming in." 

When I open the door, I start screaming. There in the room, was (Y/n), hanging from the ceiling. Her hands are coverd with blood. She also slid her wrist. Her eyes are so dark. I start crying really loud. I pull my phone out and called 911. After that I called Mark, her brother. I saw next to her body a letter. 

Today was the day that my life would never be the same.