January 3, 2014, 1:02 p.m.

I wrote this the morning after a freshman at my school commit suicide from cyber bullying in my persona journal. R.I.P. Viviana Aguirre

It is crazy how a life, so beautiful, passes through and leaves a mark

And you do not notice until

At the age of 14

That life is driven to take itself away

And leave that mark on you

And the emotion you feel

Is an empty sad

You're not sad because you didn't know this energy

You're said because you could've

You are sad because you saw this life while in its prime

And now all that you know is that something went horribly wrong

And you didn't know it until

The news of her passing was all over your News Feed on Facebook