The veiw points of suicide

Point 1

Everyone has said that suicide ruins a family's life. It's true! She's not around anymore, she'll never be. I stare at pictures and wonder, 'Why did she bother to smile? If she was so, content to end it all, why didn't she just cry?' When, we were little, why did she bother listening to me? If all she was going to do is throw it all away. I'll never have my answer. It's too late, she's stepped off the ledge. I hate her.

She won't finish her story, she won't hug me anymore. No, because she felt alone. Why did I bother? What was the point of spending so much time with her? What was the reason? I've been given, what ifs, hows, and whys. It's not the answers I'm looking for. It's not the truth most of the time. She wasn't just someone that looked for trouble. She wasn't someone that dabbled on the thought around her friends. She never asked the question, maybe she didn't care.

They told me it was depression, they told me it was a chemical imbalance. Her moment of weakness, she broke. It's not true, there's more to the story. There's more to the frame. I hate her! I hate her! I've read her letter over and over again, but it still doesn't explain anything.

Dear Olivia,

I can't tell you, why I'm doing this. I'm just too alone. I love you and you know that. I can't explain my emotions. It's better if I go. If you need me just come visit me, under the willow tree-

The willow tree, I remember, it's where we met. It's where she hung herself. It's where we buried her. She won't call my name again. She just won't be anymore. Now, I understand, what she felt, but I won't do the deed. I'm Olivia not Jamie. I'll not subject someone to my pain. Damn it! I'm crying. I don't hate her, I loved her. She was my best friend, we were supposed to finish high school together, we were supposed to be in each others weddings, but that was taken away.

Olivia, I did it, because I wanted more from our friendship.

-Jamie

Point 2

She'll hate me, I know, but I can't stay. I've tried to work through it. I've shook my head and wondered 'Why?' I don't want to live my life in secret. I want to be free! I've done research over the reasons why, yet they've been empty. There's no cure to this "disease," once I realized what I was. I couldn't take it, I don't want to want the way I do!

We're best friends, maybe she could help me? No! She'll retreat from me, she'll see my black fate, and she'll hate me More than if I'm dead. I've never asked her, what she felt. I've never questioned her sexuality. I shouldn't start now, just one more day. I need to see the sun rise just once more. I need to hug her and shake my nerves away. She'll be my courage. May the lord forgive me!

I can't just leave without telling her why or what. I'll write a letter, I'll write 4! I need to explain! I need her to understand. i do, most of all need her to understand.

My dear Olivia,

If only you could accept me. I'm not just a best friend. I've wanted more since Junior high. I've tried to turn from these emotions.-

No! She'll never come to my grave, if I tell her too much. My parents will hate me too. I'm not supposed to be like this. I'm supposed to love someone else, yet I can't love dear Thomas if I tried! He's loved me since we were in Junior high, but I'm not made to love him back. I love her, it hurts to say so. She doesn't see it in my eyes, when I hurt her, or give her a kiss on the cheek.

I'm sick, I need help, but no help can get to me. I'm sorry, so sorry to my parents. Their oldest child isn't right in the head. She loves girls, not guys. The sun is rising, check the rope, it's tight. I'll break my neck or suffocate. Clinch the letters in my hands, crawl to the branch. I'm falling and now I fly.