She was my best friend. Emphasize was.
It all happened on April 24th. A Thursday to be exact. They don't know what time it happened.
Vanessa had written me a letter. She had left it under my pillow. This was what it had said.
" Hey. It's me your best friend. I just want you to know that everything is okay. Stay Strong. Keep fighting because one day karma is going to come and get them. I know your probably confused right now. But I will get to the point later. I just want to say I love you. You have been the bestest friend anyone could ever have. I hope that when you get out of here you will be free and be able to fly. I had to do this. I didn't have a place in this world. Sometimes God makes mistakes. I guess I am one of his mistakes. I never really fitted in. I guess not a lot of people would be sad that i'm not here anymore. I will miss you and I already miss you. I am tearing up writing this. I did this because now that my grandma is gone I don't have any reason to be here. I have no one to look up too. No one to teach me right from wrong. Or to help me when I have fallen. Or to correct my mistakes in life. I loved her, but no one will be able to take her place in my heart. Tell everyone that I loved and still love them. I will be waiting for all of you. I don't want any of you to do this. You are all beautiful and don't let words bring you down. I knew I just had to do this. I couldn't live without her. What would I be excited about when I got out of here. Please promise me that you will be stronger than me. I know you are. Just remember keep your head up high, don't let anything bring you down. I love you. I want you to get out of here. For me, for you and for us. You are like the sister I had always wanted. Atleast now I can rest in peace knowing I have had a best friend"
As I even read the beginning my eyes were tearing up. I ran to go look for her to see if she was still alive. She wasn't. I ran to her bedroom. Her bathroom door was locked. As I grabbed a chair and opened the door with all my might I had saw what had happened. Her beautiful body was dangling in from of me. She had used one of her gowns and a pipe. As I touched her hand it felt ice cold. I got her down and laid her on her bed covering her up as if she was sleeping. I laid there with her silenty crying. I didn't want anyone to see or hear me because if they did they would make me go away. I finally toughened up and walked to the hallway and left the door open. As if everything was fine. The only odd thing were my eyes. Everyone was staring. It was okay thought because at that moment I didn't care. I went to dinner and only ate my apple. That's when they noticed. That's when everyone noticed that Vanessa wasn't there. Vanessa would always be there. She would eat up her meal that way they could see that she was getting better. Thats when they called her name and went looking for her. I followed them. So did everyone that cared about her. Vanessa was the life of the party. She had been in the hospital the longest and knew everyone. As they got to the room I broke down, which I promised my self I wouldn't do. But I couldn't hold it in any longer. As they saw her everyone was shocked. They were terrified. They were asking a bunch of questions, like why did she do it or how. Of course that didn't remain a mystery. They all saw the purple bruise around her neck. As I ran back to my room I was called to the office. They had told me it was time for me to go. That I was free. I hadn't realized what day it was. I wasn't sure if I wanted to leave. But they didn't give me a choice.
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Birdy
RandomWhy do people get bullied? Whats the point of bulling? Bulling doesn't make you "cooler". So stop. (It was my first story so it may not be that good. Sorry)