I entered my first period with a depressed feeling. I cant believe I felt like my dad left because of my first attempt with suicide. He was cheating on my mom the entire time. I honestly didnt know how to feel- angry or relieved.
I watched the kids pour into the class just as the final bell rang. I dont remember much about what we were learning. Just as I began to slip into a daydream, the principle came in.
"Im so sorry to intrude. However, I need Alicia." I felt my cheeks go red and thought about why I was being pulled out of class.
In the hallway I searched Mr. Wilson's face. I found fear, sorrow, and empathy.
"Am I in trouble?" I asked.
"No, no. I have some terrible news.." He trailed off. "Lissie... uhm.. she.. uh... died.." I felt the world stop spinning. Its as if time froze.
"H-how?"
He hesitated. "She commited." I felt the world crumble. He handed me a letter.
Alice,
If your reading this, then they told you.. Im so sorry. Please dont blame yourself. You helped me a lot. But, what you couldnt fix was the issues at home. Some battles you simply can not win. And I was defeated by the enemy. Myself. Now, your gonna feel like you let me down. But, it was you who held me up. Thank you for being a beautiful soul.
~Lissie
I felt the entire world fall from under my feet. Did I blame myself? Yes. I was supposed to help her and instead, she killed herself. How? Why? Tears began to pour.
Its all your fault, you know. You didnt even notice when things went wrong. But, thats because your selfish. I dont blame her.
I felt sick. Mr. Wilson laid his hand on my shoulder.
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Broken Promises
Teen Fiction"The most beautiful people are the ones who know defeat. Who are best friends with suffering. Who know struggle, who know loss, and who have found their own way out of their rock bottom. They have an appreciation, a sensitivity, an understanding of...
