Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. I own. My own characters. Geez. How pathetic.
I Miss You
I'm just another one.
A number.
A song.
A played record.
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Sometimes, I wonder when she'll wake up. When she'll look at me with her big brown eyes. Her eyes always made me smile. Everything about her made me smile. But, Madame Pomfrey says that she'll stay in the Hospital Wing for a longer time than excepted. I wonder how she feels to be in coma.
I hate what she did to herself. Why would she do that to herself? Why? I mean doesn't her life, her friends, her family or her time at school mean anything to her? I just...don't get it. What's wrong with this picture. Is that really Eleanor Broden from first year? All those years, I wouldn't've ever thought of her as the one who would want to kill herself. Or attempt to. It's completely insane.
But, all I have of her before she tried it, was on my pillow. A note to me.
I love you, Matt. I'm sorry that I couldn't've been a better best friend, but I can't deal with life anymore.
It hurts to be here. It hurts to even think about what's happened. I didn't want it to come to this.
When you're reading this, I'm most likely to be dead at this moment. But, I want you to remember that no matter what--
You were my own. I will always love you. Always.
Thank you for always being there.
When I see you again, when you come to see me, I'll make it up to you.
Promise.
Glow Worm :)
P.S. That smiley face is for you. So that you know that I will always be watching over you.
Tell my parents I love them. Please. Thanks.
Confusing. So confusing. WHY WOULD SHE DO THIS! Shit.
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I walked out of Charms class. The damn teacher wouldn't even notice, which he didn't. I walked past many classes, Potions, Transfiguration and I believe it was Muggle Studies or something of that sort as I walked my way to the Hospital Wing. I just needed to see her again. Make sure that she was still breathing and with us on this earth. She was of course my glow worm.
When I went to see her, I sang her her favorite song from when she was little that she sang herself to sleep with, when she wasn't able to fall asleep, I remember her telling me. Lately before she tried this, she always sang it, as well. It was odd, like something was wrong. I should've seen the signs. How could I have been so blind to such actions? I am her best friend aren't I?
Well, when I finished the song, Pomfrey came bustling in and shooed me away from her. It was like being punched in the face by your enemy when I left her so helpless. I wish I could help her.
I love her.
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&& AN: Short, I know. You can throw all the tomatoes you want at me. Sorry. Well, I hope you like it anyhoooo.
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