Part 2

The next day at school was a pain. The only thing people talked about was the missing plane. Conspiracy theories about aliens, the government shooting missiles, suicide attempts. What made it worse was the fact that my dad was on the plane. By the time the day ended, the story had become that my dad hijacked and took down the plane. Soon the teacher had to intervene, 'specially 'cause this is America, and they like making jokes about Muslims and planes. I'm only 25% Iraqi, on my dad's side, I'm not even Muslim, or my dad, so of course they would take it that far.

After school, I tried talking to Christina for some help.

"Sup", she started with. She had short, black hair, which often she had in different styles, and dark skin.

"Hey" I replied monotone.

"Uhh, what's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm just... tired..." Why did I say that, that was stupid?

"Well, do you want to go somewhere after school, like Starbucks or something." she offered

I usually jump at this, I declined this time. I told her I was not up for it. In a movie situation this would be the end of it, however, Christina is persistent.

"Wait!"

I glanced behind me.

"Seriously, something is up with you. What's going on?" Usually, me and Christina are insane and crazy when were with each other, today, there was a serious air. She was looking through me like a window.

I sigh, "Well, I'm sure you heard about the plane that went missing"

"Yeah"

"M- my" I could feel my eyes watering up, "my dad was on that plane"

The was a silence. I know she can't sympathise with me. She hugged me.

"I'm just going to be honest, I really don't know what to say, other than the usual 'I'm sorry'." she said to me.

And out of all times, some prick had to come by and shout, "Get a room, Lesbos!", his stupid friends laughing.

Christina let go and faced the prick too. "Screw you!" I shouted back, through my tears.

"Thanks, anyways, Christina"

"YW" she said in text language, smiling. Tears were in her eyes. It's nice to have a friend you can fall back on.

We left the school for the bus.

I decided to take a walk after my homework. I went to the park, over there they have a dam that creates a small artificial lake, the railing keeps people from falling over into it. I just needed to clear my mind. Oddly, I started feeling worthless. The walk did not help. It was like with every step I felt heavier, more and more depressed.

You ARE worthless

"I am worthless" What am I saying?

Nobody cares about you. You ARE insignificant

"No one cares ..."Who's doing this to me?

You should just die

"I should die" , suddenly I felt inclined to jump.

I took of my shoes.

Put down my back pack

Stood on the railing.

I let myself limp.

I fell.