Diary of a Teenage Girl

3.0

ronnie

dad wouldnt let me go to jerimiah's funeral. he said it would hurt me a lot more than anyone else there because i was the closet to him.

the sad thing, his parents arent even going to the funeral.

i was so frustraded, and mad. he didnt deserve to take his own life, and to add to the frustration ive threw up three times in the past hour.

i think its just stress but im not for sure.

i was wearing the outfit that jerimiah loved me in, it was one of the few things i had left.

i look at the note on my dresser, i could have stopped him.

i could have prevented all of this happening.

when i noticed the lines on his wrists, which are actually cuts, should have been the first clue.

this is all my fault.

i hate my fücking self.

"ronnie?" dad sniffled, knocking on my door. i fixed my face, smudging my wet makeup across my cheeks more.

i swing my door open, "yes daddy?"

"how you holding up?"

i shrug, and look down at my slippers. i break down again, and he pulls me into his chest.

first mom and now jerimiah. why is everyone leaving me?

i shouldnt let anyone close. no one should get near the girl who looses everything.

no one should have to meet ronnie ellington because she messes up lives.