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Dear Rocky…
I am here to tell you about my friend's life. His name is Adam Parker, he was my best friend in the world. He had mysterious black hair, and innocent green eyes. Lots and lots of times, I would find Adam crying. I always ask him what had happened, but he never told me, he only said "Leave me alone, please. Just leave me alone." I would get worried every time I heard that. Then finally, when we were twelve, Adam invited me over for dinner. I found Adam crying in his room. "Adam, what's wrong?" I asked him. "Leave me alone …" I cut Adam off. "No. tell me what happened. I'm tired of hearing that crap. Tell me what happened, that hurt you so much it made you cry." "My parents don't love me! My parents leave me home alone for, at least ten hours, and my mom yells at me, throws books at me, cuts me with knives, and strangles me when she is in a bad mood! My dad doesn't care. He's a drunk, who beats me when he feels like it. You don't know how many times I pray to myself that one day I'll just sleep and never wake up. They travel around the world…and don't call. They just scream at me, beat me, and sometimes…when they feel up to it…they rape me." Adam started to cry harder. "Adam. Let me help you." I said. "The pain to know I am not wanted, to know that they didn't want to bring me into the world is so much pain." He stopped talking and ran to the bathroom to wash his face. He didn't say anything to me through dinner. And after that, Adam has been attempting suicide. From over dose to drowning. Every time Adam attempts suicide, he calls me in the middle of the night and tells me. One time I was sleeping, and he called me at three am in the morning, and say's that he tried to kill himself, by taking an over dose. I ran out of my house, and didn't bother to tell my parents that I was leaving. When I got there, I saw Adam crying. I called 911. The nurse at the hospital sounded surprised that a twelve year old was so calm. But I was as scared as hell. I just wanted to hurry and make sure Adam was going to be okay. The doctor told me he was going to be fine. Then around the age of eighteen. He was ready to go to New York, to become a famous artist. He wanted to see me before he had to leave. Adam already had his license, and went driving to my house, in pouring rain. He said he wanted to visit me, "it's not like you don't see me everyday," I said to him before he left. He was driving on a bridge when it happened. His tires slid across the bridge and off the road…his car almost hit a truck, but didn't. Instead, His car flew off the bridge and into the ocean. And then I got a call…"Yes?" I answered the ringing phone. "What? Yes, this is him. Y-yes?" I stuttered and say,"I will." I hung up the phone. I had a worried look on my face. My parents asked me what was wrong, but all I did, was say, "Adam was in a car accident." We were in the hospital for five hours. The Doctor came out and said, "I'm sorry. There was nothing we could do." I was shocked, and had tears streaming down my face. That night… Adam Parker died. Rocky, it is time you need to accept that Adam died, and that he did not go to New York to become famous. Accept it. I know it's hard, but once you do, it's like you see the world through new eyes. Just accept it.
From: Your best friend,
Rocky D.
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