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.