aquamarine wrote:
"Students, unfortunately, it is my job as your principal to inform you of the terrible tragedy which occurred earlier this morning. It is always hard to share bad news and I'm afraid this kind of news is the very worst. Around 6am, one of you classmates passed away."
Dear Quinn,
How could you do this to me? I hate you. You promised you would be here for me and you're not.
Dear Quinn,
I miss you. All I do is cry. I wish you were here.
Dear Quinn,
This is the 19th time in the past hour that I've tried to write something to you.
--AYYYOOOO, my peeps, you've reached Quinn's phone! If you really desire to, leave a message after the beep! BEEEEEEEPPPPP!--
"Honey, stop listening to that voice mail again and again, it's not good for you."
--AYYYOOOO, my peeps, you've reached Quinn's phone! If you really desire to, leave a message after the beep! BEEEEEEEPPPPP!--
"What time is the funeral?"
"Are you going to the funeral?"
"I didn't ever know her well, should I still go?"
"What are you wearing?"
"When is the funeral?"
--AYYYOOOO, my peeps, you've reached Quinn's phone! If you really desire to, leave a message after the beep! BEEEEEEEPPPPP!--
"Please step forward and place your item into the coffin."
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
"What was that noise? Oh my God, did you just throw your phone?"
"It's okay to cry, you don't have to be so brave."
I miss you, Quinn. I miss you more then I thought was possible. I love you above and beyond, to the moon and back, more then everyone, everything, anyone and anything. You will always hold a special place in my heart and I will never forget you.
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[On October 27, my best friend committed suicide. The one-month mark in a few days. This is the best I could do for a story, I couldn't bring myself to write anything more.]
aquamarine wrote:
"Students, unfortunately, it is my job as your principal to inform you of the terrible tragedy which occurred earlier this morning. It is always hard to share bad news and I'm afraid this kind of news is the very worst. Around 6am, one of you classmates passed away."
Dear Quinn,
How could you do this to me? I hate you. You promised you would be here for me and you're not.
Dear Quinn,
I miss you. All I do is cry. I wish you were here.
Dear Quinn,
This is the 19th time in the past hour that I've tried to write something to you.
--AYYYOOOO, my peeps, you've reached Quinn's phone! If you really desire to, leave a message after the beep! BEEEEEEEPPPPP!--
"Honey, stop listening to that voice mail again and again, it's not good for you."
--AYYYOOOO, my peeps, you've reached Quinn's phone! If you really desire to, leave a message after the beep! BEEEEEEEPPPPP!--
"What time is the funeral?"
"Are you going to the funeral?"
"I didn't ever know her well, should I still go?"
"What are you wearing?"
"When is the funeral?"
--AYYYOOOO, my peeps, you've reached Quinn's phone! If you really desire to, leave a message after the beep! BEEEEEEEPPPPP!--
"Please step forward and place your item into the coffin."
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
--NUMBER DISCONNECTED--
"What was that noise? Oh my God, did you just throw your phone?"
"It's okay to cry, you don't have to be so brave."
I miss you, Quinn. I miss you more then I thought was possible. I love you above and beyond, to the moon and back, more then everyone, everything, anyone and anything. You will always hold a special place in my heart and I will never forget you.
---
[On October 27, my best friend committed suicide. The one-month mark in a few days. This is the best I could do for a story, I couldn't bring myself to write anything more.]
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