SHE

This is a story of a girl. No one knew her nor acknowledged her existence.

There she is again. Her hair covering the side of her face, her beautiful jade eyes, she has cuts all over her wrists,and rope marks on her neck. She wasn't always like this. She was fine. She didn't have anyone to impress, she could be herself. But then she went into the 7th grade. And she knew that now it really does matter.

She couldn't be herself. She had to put on a fake smile,followed by a fake personality. She was always alone. No one talked to her. No one even bothered to look at her. Except me. I actually cared about her. I always sat next to her. Every time I asked her,”Hey are you ok?”. She always said,”Yeah, im fine.”. But I always knew. And I always told her,”I know your not okay. Tell me what’s wrong”. And like always, she told me. She always cried on my shoulder, and I tried to make her feel better. But one day, I tried to, and she didn’t. She didn't feel better. She said she couldn’t.

The next day in school, she wasn't in class. But when I realized it, I heard a scream that everyone else ignored. It was her. And not just any scream, a,”HELP ME IM DYING!!!”,scream. I ran out of the classroom without paying attenion to anything nor anyone. So help me god if anyone was in my way when I was running i’d push them down. I heard it in the school’s gymnasium pool. I saw her. Drowning. I jumped in to save her. There were bubbles from her lips. I dragged her out of the water.

Then a crowd surrounded her and me. I tried to revive her and pumped her chest. Nothing. I kept doing it. Finally when it wasn't working i gave her mouth to mouth. Success. But not for much time. She spoke to me with her last dying breath. She said faintly,”it’s alright…im f-fine…”. Then she died before my very eyes. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I screamed with sorrow. But you want to know the saddest thing? I didn't even know her name.