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I have to say that death terrifies me
 It fascinates me at the same time
 You can die in you sleep, commit suicide, or have a tragic death from circumstances
 So many options for such a terrible thing
 But life happens and it is often unexplainable
 My friend committed suicide and for the longest time I blamed myself
 What more could I have done for her?
 Could I have done anything?
 She hung herself in her parent’s backyard
 I still remember the moment I found out
 I collapsed with a slice of cheese pizza in my hand
 I fell to the floor in a fit of tears
 My brother thought I was dying
 I wasn’t dirty; I had been in the pool
 But I felt the need to cleanse myself
 I took a hot shower
 I sat in the bathtub for what felt like hours questioning life
 And what happened to my dear friend
 She was my role model when I went through rough patches
 And I couldn’t return the favor
 I thought and thought
 I was in there so long my parents were worried
 I couldn’t talk about it for a long time
 I still tear up when I remember her and some memories I have of her
 I always think of what happened with her life, what could have gone so wrong for her
 Her family loved her
 She was very talented
 She was loved and adored by all 
 I don’t think any of us every imagined that she could fall 
 I used to want to know what she was thinking when she was up in the tree so tall
 Right before she did the one thing that could never be fixed
 I hope she was happy
 That she finally knew no more pain
 This girl was beautiful
 I would have given anything to be there
 To save her from herself
 It was the first time I really knew death
 It tore me up
 It destroyed the way I viewed the carefree youth of today
 Everything and everyone can make a difference
 What if the person who had served her last meal had told her to have a good day?
 It would be like a light switch, flipping her mood for the better
 Every time I see anything that reminds me of her
 Cheese pizza, long black hair with red streaks, black yoga pants, or even certain words
 I feel like doing something for someone else
 It could be the last thing that they ever hear or you could be the last person someone sees

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