The Forgotten Boy (A True Suiside Story)

Note 1 Of Notebook

        Dear my dearest friend,

        I am sorry if you are reading this because if you are that means I have passed. You where my only friend, the only one who understood me, the one who saved me, and the one who killed me. You are the dearest friend and the one and only thing in life I treasured. You understood me at hard times, when I was bullied or even just feeling down. You saved me so many times from bullies, from cutting, from everything. You are also the reason I had to die.

        You where the most popular girl in school loved by everyone. You where the most beautiful, smartest, and most talented person in all of school. Before we met, everyone believed that you where such. Then after you saved me from bullies and started hanging out with me you got less and less popular. You got less and less popular until you gradually became the second most hated person in school. Right after me.

        I had to die, I cut myself, I hurt myself, and more because of you. I was saving you from being hated, from all of the mean people who bullied me. I thought that if I where to die, I would not have to watch you suffer, and you wouldn't suffer anymore. I was the reason you where getting bullied, picked on, knocked over, shoved into lockers. I lived next door, I saw those kids throw rocks at your windows. Your parents warned you that if you hung out with me this would happen.

        I would cut myself but soon you would find my blades and throw them away. You woud be with me all the time, taking care of me. You watched over me when my parents where gone away. You where always there for me. You cared for me.

        Remember how I told you my parents moved away to Europe for a buisness trip? Yeah, that was a lie. They did move to Europe but they moved there to get away from me. I have a part time job so I was able to pay for the bills on my own.

        I lived in that big house alone and when you where borred you would hang out with me. You cooked my meals for me since I was unable to. You would wake up early and get ready just to come to my house and get me up on time.

        You did all the cooking and cleaning and took the time to take care of me yet you still found time to study and stay on top at school. After you would go home at the end of the day and you got all of your work done you would climb out your window around 10:00 PM every night and go on to your roof, and I would watch you look at the sky.

        I am very thankful to you, Please don't blame yourself for my death though. It wasn't your fault. It's okay to be sad and cry, but don't cry and be sad forever. I hope you move on.

                                                                                                        Love Chase

~A/N~

        I have no choice but to blame myself. You only just died. But I can't live without seeing you. It really pains me that you are gone, I wont be able to move on.