"Failed attempt". That's what they called her. They said her parents were ashamed to have her as their daughter, that she was a failure as a person. How could people say a thing like that? I don't know, but it's not like I was any better than them. I mean sure I didn't spread rumors about her or say anything bad, but I sure as hell didn't do anything to stop it. And to this day I regret not being the person to stand up for the girl. I never dared to even try to get to know her for fear of my reputation being ruined. One day we were assigned a group project, and I had no choice but to interact with her. At first she didn't speak or do much really, but then one day she spoke up. We probably talked for a solid 3 hours. I found out her name was Lilly, we talked about everything, and I realized she wasn't so bad. We actually had quite a bit in common. But even then I kept our friendship a secret, I still didn't want anyone to know. In the cafeteria, one day, people were throwing food at her and telling her to eat it off the floor, I walked by and did nothing. The food throwing was stopped by teachers and the Lilly ran.
That was the last time I ever saw her. I later found out she had committed suicide, and was found hanging in her room. All she left behind was a note saying "You all should be happy now. I tried doing this before but always stopped midway, and now I've succeeded. For once you people will be able to say the only thing I did that wasn't a failed attempt was this. Thank you for making me realize where I really belong. Bye."
I cried for weeks, I knew I could've done more for her, I might've even been able to save her but I didn't. I live with guilt everyday and I have vowed to never let this happen ever again, especially if I can stop it. Because no one in this world is a failed attempt, and I'm gonna make sure to let them know.
T.R.
A/N: You are not a failed attempt. If anyone ever needs to talk about anything at all, please talk to me. I'm open for conversation at any time. Thank you guys for reading this, this one was a little more, not really personal, but I've known people who felt this way at some point. And if you ever see anyone who is in need of a friend please go up to them, and don't care about what others may say about that person. Thanks guys 😌
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