On Tuesday, April 30, 2013 my best friend Sammie (not her name - nickname) committed suicide. Guess why? Bullies. Sammie was my best friend. She understood me. Sammie was the most beautiful girl in the world. She had perfect, loose curly hair, deep brown eyes, amazing dimples - everything about her was perfect. I loved her like my sister. She was the best thing that ever happened to me.
Sammie used to go to Edison High, but moved to Nevada at the end of February. She was bullied at Edison, but she thought moving to Nevada with her dad, who got a job promotion, would make everything better. Samantha was perfect, but she was made fun of because she was very short (5'2") and only weighed 90 pounds. She was anorexic, also. Sammie was going through a very rough time.
On Wednesday, May 1, 2013, I called her house. Her mother answered the phone, which was odd because Sammie usually answers to me. I asked her mom if I could speak to Sammie, but the line went quiet. I knew she was there, because I could hear a sniffling in the background. She told me Sammie committed suicide on Tuesday. I was too late.
Sammie got bullied very bad that day. She ran home and locked herself in her bedroom.
I don't know where she got it, but she had an industrial grade razor. She was a cutter in the past, but recovered from it when I recovered from mine. She had cut so deep into her wrist that she was almost halfway through. Then, she hit an artery. Her parents found her door locked. Her dad had to turn the house upside-down to find the key. When they came in, Sammie had died from blood loss. There was nothing her parents could do.
Sammie, I love you. I miss you so much. It hurt so bad to lose you, but that proves God only takes the best. Sure, you're gone, but I'll always have you with me. Rest in peace Sammie.
Sammie used to go to Edison High, but moved to Nevada at the end of February. She was bullied at Edison, but she thought moving to Nevada with her dad, who got a job promotion, would make everything better. Samantha was perfect, but she was made fun of because she was very short (5'2") and only weighed 90 pounds. She was anorexic, also. Sammie was going through a very rough time.
On Wednesday, May 1, 2013, I called her house. Her mother answered the phone, which was odd because Sammie usually answers to me. I asked her mom if I could speak to Sammie, but the line went quiet. I knew she was there, because I could hear a sniffling in the background. She told me Sammie committed suicide on Tuesday. I was too late.
Sammie got bullied very bad that day. She ran home and locked herself in her bedroom.
I don't know where she got it, but she had an industrial grade razor. She was a cutter in the past, but recovered from it when I recovered from mine. She had cut so deep into her wrist that she was almost halfway through. Then, she hit an artery. Her parents found her door locked. Her dad had to turn the house upside-down to find the key. When they came in, Sammie had died from blood loss. There was nothing her parents could do.
Sammie, I love you. I miss you so much. It hurt so bad to lose you, but that proves God only takes the best. Sure, you're gone, but I'll always have you with me. Rest in peace Sammie.
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