Looking out and watching the people you love the most, cry and stare as they lower a casket to the ground. Standing there watching as the three friends blame themselves, wishing they had done something to prevent this.Something, anything to stop this dreadful moment from happening. Im standing behind a tree ,watching as her family cry's and ask themselves , how? How did a girl who wanted everyone to be happy before she found happiness of her own , die? Im standing here wanting to reach out to them and tell them everything was going to be okay. That everything was just a nightmare and it would go back to normal. But I cant. They wouldn't understand that they cried over a body of a person who they thought was dead but wasn't. They wouldnt understand that it was for their own good.They wouldnt understand that the girl who faked her own death was still alive and the girl was, MeAll Rights Reserved
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