I stood there, not seeing or hearing anything.
Well, I did hear one thing. I heard the bubbly laughter from Leslie…replaying over and over in my mind.
I can't believe she died…
And it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left her. I shouldn't have gone on that short trip with my teacher.
I might as well have killed her myself.
"Jess?" Even though my mom was standing right next to me, her voice sounded so far away.
"Jess, honey it's time for bed."
I nodded and walked to my room in a trance.
Leslies gone. Leslies dead. It's your fault.
These are the thoughts that went through my head over and over again as I lay in my bed unable to sleep.
I must have laid in my bed staring at my ceiling for hours until sleep took over my body.
"I'm sorry Leslie…" Were the last words I mumbled before falling into a deep sleep.
