You'd think after listening to cassettes left by a girl who killed herself would be enough to make it just lose it. Well, I almost did. Listening to those tapes from Hannah were the worst but also most enlightening days of my life. Finally, getting to see how terrible at Liberty High could be was the best thing that could happen. It gave me the courage to know that after years of looking up to the jocks, they were all terrible, sick minded, assholes. It gave me more insight to see that the smartest kids in school, made the dumbest choices. But most of all, it gave me more awareness into the fact that some student would do anything to keep a secret.
In the wake of the whole situation of Hannah Bakers tapes, life was still in the fog of it all. Tony and Skye were my only friends now and we had to finish the rest of the year off of course. But when walking down the halls, it felt like everyones eyes were on me. I didn't know why. The last thing I did with the tapes was give them to our Guidance Councillor, Mr. Porter, but I haven't heard anything from him since.
It had been about a month since then and we were all trying to move on with our lives. That was until the day I had a new package waiting for me. As I walked outside of my own house, I saw a black box with a letter tapped to the lid with my name on it. The last time something like this happened, it changed me for good. I was hesitant to pick it up, but better me finding it then my parents. I quickly grabbed it and went straight to my room before anyone got home. Placing it on my desk, I stared it down, trying to figure out what it could be now. Was it from Hannah? Tony? Or maybe it was just a prank from Bryce or one of the other jocks.
The door opened from downstairs as I heard my mom enter the house. I quickly hid the box in my closet as she called up to me. Taking a breath, I headed downstairs, finding her in the kitchen with a pizza, since my dad cooked and he was gonna be at the university late tonight. As we ate, my mom asked me question about my day as usual, but nothing to report. After she found out about the tapes, she was on me everyday, making sure I was ok. I'd smile, nod, and lie telling her I was ok. Thank god though she never listened to them. We finished up and I helped put the plates away. I quickly went back up to my room and closed the door behind me.
Opening my closet, the box stood out like a sore thumb. I took it down and placed it on the ground. There was a sore feeling in my stomach just like the first time I heard Hannah's tapes. This couldn't be too bad. I mean, there wasn't any news about another students suicide. I took the note and opened it. It simply read "Watch and Learn." I got a bit confused, but as I placed the note down and opened the lid, it all made sense. Inside were 5 dvd discs. A number on each one, just like Hannah's tapes. Was this her again? Would I have to see her again, go through her pain? Luckily, I had a TV and DVD player in my room. I took the disk that said one and placed it in the tray. As the screen began to load, I held my breath. I didn't know if I could go through this again. It didn't end to well the last time.
Finally, the screen appeared. It was a room. No one on screen, just the wall of what looked like a bedroom. I could see some pictures and posters, but really couldn't make it out, but it was definitely a boys room. Then someone entered the screen and sat down in front of the camera. I felt as if my heart had jumped out of my chest as he spoke.
"Hey, it's Jeff here. Jeff Atkins."