I don't have words to explain just how I felt about Violets death. Some people do, sometimes beautiful, others hateful, deceitful. Some speak lies about her, saying that they loved her and will miss her. I know they won't, because I know them.
I'm not sad. I don't know how I feel. But the last thing I feel is indifferent. I have emotions, but I can't quite figure them out. I know that I played a part.
My name is Asher. My last name isn't important here, it's Violet I am talking about. Violet went... 'suicidal'. I don't like saying it. It doesn't feel right.
She was never depressed. I know some people hide it, but she wasn't hiding anything. She wasn't like that.
Perhaps little things built up, and after that, all it took was a push.
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Wayward
Paranormal*TRIGGER WARNING BELOW* As the main character Asher recalls what happened that lead up to the 'suicide' of her best friend Violet, you realize that the story isn't what it seems. ~NOTES~ - The title 'Wayward' is unlikely to be permanent - This was a...
