Hey. I think (and hope) I was the only one she gave the password to. I only know her online, so I couldn’t stop her. I’m so sorry. It’s not important for you to know my name. I don’t use wattpad anymore. But I used to. I look around the people try interacted with and remember some of my old friends on this site. If you somehow recognize me, hello.
It isn’t about me. I couldn’t stop her. She trusted me the most over family and other friends. She did it. She isn’t coming back.
I’m angry at this world. I’m angry at the sour, toxic people who caused a beautiful flower to wilt. She was pure in every way. I even loved her, but she was taken so I stayed with her as a friendly companion, nothing more. If you are a toxic person who wants to push people past their breaking point to the point that they do not want to live...
Shame on you. Shame Shame Shame.
She’s gone because of those toxic people. She came here for help too. I understand not everyone can help each other, I can understand that people can become occupied, but I cannot help but feel somewhat sour towards the people that knew but did not notice her, but I understand that people cannot dedicate their lives to this one site.
I read her note everyday, on this one site where she cared the most. She loved this place. Told me about her friends, the books, even the roleplays. She paid attention to every single detail. From one friend saying sorry to her only to post on their ‘board’ that she was a sensitive *Insert word here* to other things like fun little roleplays or her crush on a guy that she talked to often on this site. I miss her.
Beautiful spirit, Beautiful soul. Felicia. I wish I could have only comforted her in real life. She’s gone. June 5th, only yesterday. Forever.
I miss my Moon.
