Someone at our school died. When I first heard about it I was in Mrs. Kuhn's room. I saw some of the girl's friends were there. One of them blamed herself for her death. I could see the sadness in thier eyes. When I left the room I thought of my one friend you commited suicide and how I blamed myself for his death. I still regret not going to his funeral.
This story is dedicated to Cha Cha.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
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Iyan,
That's very thoughtful writing.
~ Ms. George
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