We sat in silence as Kyle and I kept passing the journal back and forth looking at its contents.
"What do you suppose he wrote about?" Kyle asked as he passed it back to me.
"I don't know maybe personal stuff, wrote some songs, or maybe just school notes." I said as I began to flip through the pages. I sat the journal on my bed and told Kyle we should go through his other things and divide them up between us. I decided to take half the games I liked and Kyle took the ones he liked. Next, we listened to some of his CDs and again we took the ones we each preferred and did the same with the books after reading the synopsis.
Kyle and I each decided that since there were two pictures of us three we would each take one. Kyle took the one that was taken when we went to Panama Beach for spring break, and I took the one that was taken at Andrew's party last year. He looked so happy the feeling of him killing himself now was too unbearable to think of.
I asked Kyle if he would like to stay for dinner and he said he would if my mom wouldn't mind. So I went down stairs and asked if it was cool for Kyle to stay for dinner and to walk with him back to his house. He only lived five minutes down the road so my mom said yes. While we waited for dinner we passed the time playing video games and after about six rounds of Dragon Ball Z Budokai Tenkaichi 3, my mom called us downstairs for dinner. We ate for 30 minutes talking about the good times with Andrew and my mom would join in and say how the three of us were pretty much inseparable. After dinner Kyle and I started walking to his house. While we walked we talked about different things like what we're planning for school, getting a job, and what college we were planning on going to. We got to his house and I said goodbye and told him I would see him tomorrow, and waved farewell as I started walking back down the street to my house. When I got home I called to my mom and told her I was going to bed and goodnight. I walked into my room and sat on my bed not noticing the journal. I saw it and decided to open to the first page and began reading.
July 10 2009
I am writing this because for the past few days I feel as though I'm being followed by some creature. I don't know what it wants or how I can help it, but I remember seeing him for the first time when I was 5 in the woods beckoning me to come with him. I went to him and the next thing I knew I was in my room on my bed. My mom said she found me outside in the woods asleep. Now he has found me again what should I do?
After I read that I had a million questions running through my head. What Andrew saw, who it was, what was it? I saw that it was written a year ago and wonder if it had anything to do with his suicide. I decided to not worry about it just then and fell asleep a little after 10:30.