I remember out last conversation... it was through Facebook. She posted a picture that said "save me from myself". Then she posted a picture saying "please kill me before I kill myself". So I sent her a message on Facebook. This was our conversation:
Me: Hey, r u okay?
Grace: I love you Madison. Always remember that.
Me: Grace... please don't do this...
Grace: I'm sorry Madison... I have to do this... I need to go... right now... I won't get another chance...
Me: What am I supposed to do? Without you, I'm nothing!
Grace: You can live without me, trust me. Look, I gotta go. My mom's pestering me. I'll see you later... maybe...
Me: No, I can't live without you. You better see me later! I love you Grace. G'night love! <3 <3
My Facebook still says it was delivered but never read...
I also remember the day after it happened... It was a school day. I didn't see Grace at the beginning of the day. I got a little nervous but I figured she was at an orthodontist appointment or something. She wasn't in homeroom either... I got really nervous then. We had an assembly during homeroom. I was shaking really badly as I walked into the auditorium. The principal announced that Grace Sheckler is no longer with us...
I called my mom and asked her to pick me up from school. When she asked why, I started crying. She told me she was on her way.
My mom drove me home and asked if I needed anything. I told her I needed Grace Sheckler and cried even harder.
Once I calmed down a few days later, I asked my mom if I could go to Grace's house. She drove me to Grace's house. When Grace's parents saw me, they hugged me. They told me she left a note. I read it. It said:
"Hi. This is the last time anyone will ever hear from me. Even though only 3 people will probably end up reading this. I have a few things I want to tell Madison. I'm sorry for putting you through this. You're the only one that understands and cares about me. You are beautiful and a great friend to me. I am very thankful for all you've done for me. I love you. That's all I wanted to say to you. But as for my parents... I hate you mother fuckers! How did you not realize me slowly dying!? Fuck you! FUCK YOU!!!!
~ ❤ Grace"
I started crying. It was a different type of crying though. I was really sad... but I was happy that I could hear her one more time. One last message.
I suddenly remembered the way she smelled, and the way she would hug me, and how much she loved me... She was the best friend anyone could ask for... I started crying out of pain again.
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Just A Memory
Teen FictionThis is the first story I've written. Sorry if it sucks. And sorry if it doesn't make sense. I usually end up writing the story down at 1 in the morning.