Died with Repent
He's been gone for exactly twelve years. He was my best friend. He was a monster. He was a hero. I can never forget how he smiles. He died seven years ago, in a car accident. He never intended to leave. He died. He died! HE DIED! I never saw him ever again. We were exactly the opposites. He was the fun and happy one. I was the boring and angry one. I loved how his soft voice always made me happy when I'm sad or mad.
It was my fault he died. I looked for him while driving in my car. And I found him, but I crashed into him. He was driving straight. I took the wrong turn. I deserve to be in prison, which I am in now. How could I be so careless? It was MY entire fault. I could've known what would have happened next.
I've been in prison for six years now, and I, Raven, am a murderer. I had killed my teammate. I ended with a stubbed toe, a sprained arm, a broken nose, and a broken leg. I should have died, but here in prison, I will be let go in five more years, and then I will kill myself.
FIVE YEARS LATER
I was thrown out of prison today, and I knew exactly what to do when I get home.
I ran into my room, and threw all my stuff away. I took a knife out of my cabinet, and wrote a note:
Dear Reader,
I died on May 27th, 1996. My name is Raven, and you may have known me in the Teen Titans. You don't need to worry about me, though I have killed someone special, and I need to repent and kill myself. You will forget about me, and all the things or days I've spent with you in the past.
Sincerely,
Raven
After I finished writing, too the knife and cut it through my wrist in pain. Lots of blood dripped out. It burned so hard, and everything became blurry, and everything blacked out.
Starfire's POV:
I walked into Raven and saw a note. I read it and it said that Raven is already dead. Please don't let her die. Please don't let her die. Please don't let her die. Oh no! She was lying dead under her bed, and there was blood dripping from her left wrist. Then, on her right hand, she was holding a knife! She had committed suicide! Oh no!
I picked up the knife, and cursed at it. I held it in front of my throat, and plunged it in. Everything soon blacked out.
RIP to Beast Boy, Raven, and Starfire
THE END