After Alex died, I felt like my life was a huge black hole, sucking me into such a depression, I thought I would never be happy again. No way was I ever going to love again.1
When I got home, I slowly trudged up the stairs. When I got in my room I got out my album. Pictures of Alex and I flooded the pages. No more pictures are gonna go in this album, I thought sadly.2
Alex was beat up because of who he was. I made him walk in the school with me, holding my hand. It's all my fault, I thought, I should have nver forced him to go in the school with me like that.3
I didn't have friends anymore. No one at my school liked me, and Alex was dead. What else could go wrong? I didn't think anything could possibly get worse. There was nothing worse than losing the one you loved.4
I woke up and got dressed. I grabbed a few energy bars, and started the walk to school. I walked as slowly as possible. I guess I didn't want the teasing, the name calling, or anything else. As I neared the school, I considered skipping. Then I thought, Who cares? I dont care if I get teased anymore. I don't care about anyone. Alex is dead.5
I walked in the school doors, and broke down. I sobbed hard and fell to my knees. I curled up in a ball and slowly rocked back and fourth, back and fourth. Everyone saw. I wasn't embarassed, I was just horrified. The truth of everything hit me. Alex was dead, everyone hated me, and I was alone in this cruel world.6
People started laughing! Laughing at me for crying. I got up and ran out of the school doors, just as the ten minute bell rang. I ran to the one place I had come to love when Alex and I were together. I ran to a tree in the park, and climbed up to the branch Alex and I sat on.7
I sobbed uncontrollably. Slowly I began to calm down. No one was in the park. I was alone. No noises whatsoever. The only noise I heard was the soft thumping of my heart. ka-thump, ka-thump. I slowly climbed down the tree, and raced back to school. It was only two minutes away. I ran in the doors, got my books, put my napsack in my locker, and scrambled into class. I sat down as soon as the bell rang.8
The day went slowly. Everyone was talking about my episode from the morning. When school was over I started to race home until I heard someone call my name. It was Tiffany.9
"What do you want, Tiffany?" I asked.
"Drake, Listen," she began, "I heard about Alex. I'm so sorry for you."
"No you aren't." I said.
"Drake! Listen to me! I want to be your friend!" She exclaimed.10
I stared at her in surprise and said,
"Come over to the wall. I'll talk to you privately."
"Okay." she smiled. We walked over to the wall and leaned on it. We talked a while, and I finally felt okay. I had a friend.11
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