My name is Massie Block, and this is the truth.
This is my confession.
This is my final goodbye.
Jealousy.
It's a sin. Haven't you ever heard? I'm in love and on top of the world; who wouldn't be jealous?
Lies.
Some relationships are based on them. Some people live off of them; most can hardly go a day without uttering one, especially if they're in high school. After all, that's how rumors are started.
Rumors.
Fueled by hatred, lies, and anger. They spread like a wildfire if you know how to play your cards right, and she did.
Whispers.
Oh, I can hear them. They're loud and clear. I've tried to ignore them, but I've lost all that I hold dear.
Depression.
I have nothing anymore. What is there to live for?
A final goodbye.
It's true, I'm gone. Don't worry about me, world. I'm never coming back.
I'm unsure as to turn this into a story or simply leave it.