I feel so alone right now. The world just doesn't seem to understand me. Taking away everything I love. Shoving me into this relationship, then shoving Thalia back into my mind and I just don't know what to do. I felt like I heard her though. When I was sleeping. Like she was calling for help. Mine. Maybe. It makes me think of the reason she killed her- commited suicide in the first place. This isn't the first time the thought has come to mind, but hearing her shout for help really made it sink in. I really don't know why she commited suicide in the first place. I found a note after the police took her away, but I haven't had the courage to open it yet. I'm ashamed at myself for it too. She's probably mad at me for not reading it. She had the courage to kill herself and I can't read a simple letter?

The world around me becomes less foggy and I gather the strength to sit up, the faded pink envelope fluttering to the ground. I had almost forgotten I had it in my hand. I shove my messy hair out of my face and bend down to pick it up from the cold wooden ground. Glancing to the alarm clock beside my table, I see it's 3 something in the morning. I've been asleep since noon! I guess that's what pain and confusion do to people huh? Sliding back on the bed, I lean my head on the wall and stare at the letter in my hands. I don't know why I haven't read it, but it's been too long. Ever since Thalia died, I've been shut off and lonely. Cowardly too, seeing as I haven't read the stupid letter. The stupid letter that's ruined my life. Haunting me under my pillow. I can't take it anymore. I slide my finger under the opening and rip the envelope open. An assortment of letters and pictures fall out. The only one I see is Thalia. In her full beauty.

Notes

OK. Sorry if this is confusing. I didn't proofread so if you have a confused thought, put it in the comments. I'll fix it and get back to you. I'd just like to thank you for reading. you're beautiful!!