What If?
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What if? What do you do when one day you get a call from your best friends mother, crying and trying to tell you that her son, your best friend, was just found dead on the ocean shore line. And you find out that he had done it on purpose. That he had commit suicide. What if I just asked him how he was? What if I asked if he was OK, or wanted to talk? What if I asked him if he had any problems going on?What if I payed more attention to the bags under his eyes that seemed to grow bigger and darker by the day?What if I asked him why he had become more shy, reserved? What if I asked him why he was always looking behind him?What if I payed more attention to the bruises on his arms and face that he would get every so often?Would he still be here with me on this gloomy day, playing video games with me?What if.. what if he did it because of me?I just can't help but think, what if he did it.. because of me? What if? *Currently Editing.*
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*(COMPLETED) "The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you weren't worth the truth." He bit his lip. "I wanted to te-" His eyes began to water and as a single tear fell he looked at me and said "but what if you've been lying for so long you don't know how to tell the truth?" "I have and so will you." He shook his head, shut his eyes, and leaned his forehead against the glass. "And here I was thinking you would admit that you don't tell the truth either." I gripped the telephone as my knuckles turned white. "What do you mean?" "Come on Zoey I've seen you sneaking around acting like you're busy. You're hiding something and you won't tell me." All Zoey Campbell ever wanted to do was keep her head down and get through high school. Too bad it isn't that easy. Zoey is tired of everything and everyone. She is tired of being pushed around and tired of watching in the shadows. She is tired of pretending to like that girl that doesn't even know her name. Tired of pretending that she is ok when she isn't. She is constantly hoping for a better way out thinking she should just disappear. All she wants to do is scream but no matter how loud she screams no one can hear her. Don't worry things just get worse. Everyone thinks she's a "sick" girl and just another suicide case waiting to happen. I mean what kind of girl sits by herself everyday right? Zoey is running out of time and she thinks no one has tried to help her until her "special" speech in class. No one really cares about what she really thinks anyway. It just that feeling of pity. Everyone thinks she really is sick but she knows she's not. But what if she is? Maybe all it takes is that one thing to make her snap. As her life gets thrown into chaos and deep dark secrets she can't help but try to figure out the truth. Will she find a way to let her new friends save her or will she just end up as another suicide case? *Disclaimer wrote this in 2017 when I was 14.

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