trigger warning: suicide
i first went to a funeral when i was seventeen.
apparently, while eric was taunting me, he was also taunting fawn.
he hurt her emotionally.
and physically.
in other words, he's the reason i won't ever be complete again.
he's the reason a beautiful girl like fawn tore her wrists open with a blade.
she left a little note for me.
"dear greg,
i am so sorry. i don't want to leave you but i'm not strong. I can't keep being hurt by people that don't like me. when i first saw you with the group that used to bully me back then, my ︎︎︎︎︎︎heart was shattered. i've known you for eight years and you made my short life perfect. i love you more than anything in the world. please don't do what i did, promise? you are strong while i, on the other hand, differ from people that are capable of ignoring the pain. i will never ever stop missing you wherever this trip called life takes me next. i love you so much matt.
-fawn"
as i site and stare at the coffin where her now dead body lays, i can't help but smile.
she was my happiness.
she will be missed.
i read the letter again and smile.
"i love you too, fawn,"
THE END
