August 30
        Today I woke up and rolled out of bed. Everyday was hard to wake up and not be sad. I didn't want to go to school. But I have to do I have to suck it up because school in a way, and I might sound insane, but it keeps me distracted from my habit of overthinking and getting depressed.
After I had gone down stairs and ate, I walked to school. It was a peaceful walk, I thought it was nice. But no matter how much I or anyone else says that it's better to be alone, I wish I had at least one friend to talk and walk with everyday. I had a friend like that before. And I feel bad saying that she was just my friend because she was my sister the person I trusted everything with I would have took a bullet for her,but she isn't alive anymore. Kennedy, my sister,my best friend, killed herself. She promised she wouldn't but she did she lied to me and she didn't write anything to tell us why she did it. Wouldn't it have hurt less if she did? I tell myself that it would but I'm not sure that it really would.
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