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What if...

Someone died, and it was all of your fault.
You thought they were happy with their life.
You sit in your dark room as your tears fall down cheeks after getting the news. Why would she do this?!, you think to yourself as you hold your bright-screen phone in your hand. You look at the message that her mother had sent you from her number. "This is Micah's mother, Cyndi. Micah killed herself last night." You still cringe at the message. Your parents have already scheduled a plane ticket for you to go to her town and see her one last time. Her mother has already told everyone else and they're already flying towards her home. You look at the screen blankly. Wasn't she happy? Why didn't she come to us for help? You remember back then and relise something. Her attitude was slowly changing and you ignored it. You shake your head, you knew deep in your heart she was never okay or happy. She was suffering and you all ignored her. You start trying crying again. WHY! WHY DIDN'T SHE TELL ANY OF US?! You try to remember your old conversations with her. You remember she said she wouldn't bother anyone with her emotions or problems, since she was taking after you. "I wanna be just as strong as you! Inside and out Natalie!" You remember her saying that in the most happiest voice ever. You still wonder why she would do this. A week later you arrive at her house. Everyone was there. Some of her other friends were there that you didn't know. The funeral was in a few hours and everyone was already dressed up and ready. Except you. You went in the bathroom and changed into a dark, red dress. After a few minutes, everyone started to leave to get to the cemetery. You went inside a building with her on a table, her body covered up with sheets. You were confused. Wasn't she going to be buried? That's when you it. The incinerator. It was her last request in the suicide note. They said we can say our last goodbyes then she would become nothing but ash. A taller man, about 17, placed a red rose in her hair. He asked the doctor if he could keep it there. The doctor said yes as the boy kissed her on the forehead and walked outside with everyone else. Then it was just you. You walked up to her lifeless body and asked if you could be left alone. They left the room and you removed the sheet to see her. She had cuts all over her arms and one on her neck. You slowly covered her back up and cried again. "Goodbye Micah." You went outside and saw the smoke slowly rise from the chimney. That was the last time you'd ever see her again. About 15-20 minutes later, you watched as the small iron box was put into the ground. A man in a suit said something you blocked out of your mind. You only paid attention to the box. The box was covered by dirt and that young boy stared at the tombstone. You asked him who he was and how he knew her. He said his name was Altin and he was her friend, someone VERY close to her. You asked him if he knew about her depression. He said he knew she was upset but he didn't tell me what had upset her. "Are you Natalie?" He asked. You nodded. He cringed. "She said she couldn't be as strong as a girl named Natalie." You started shaking. You felt like it was your fault. "Don't feel like it's your fault." his voice started cracking. "Her mother said she was mentally unstable, so she kept hearing voices." He looked away. Your eyes widened. You thought it was her anxiety playing tricks on her mind. You said sorry. "Don't apologize." You left him alone at the grave and looked around. A man in a cloak was standing underneath a shading tree. You started hearing weird demonic voices. You walked away quickly and went back to your hotel room. You wanted to go to bed. As you closed your eyes, you saw her. Standing over you as blood dripped from her arms and throat. You screamed as you sat up. There wasn't any blood on the blankets. You laid back down and fell asleep.

Description
What if...

Someone died, and it was all of your fault.
You thought they were happy with their life.
You sit in your dark room as your tears fall down cheeks after getting the news. Why would she do this?!, you think to yourself as you hold your bright-screen phone in your hand. You look at the message that her mother had sent you from her number. "This is Micah's mother, Cyndi. Micah killed herself last night." You still cringe at the message. Your parents have already scheduled a plane ticket for you to go to her town and see her one last time. Her mother has already told everyone else and they're already flying towards her home. You look at the screen blankly. Wasn't she happy? Why didn't she come to us for help? You remember back then and relise something. Her attitude was slowly changing and you ignored it. You shake your head, you knew deep in your heart she was never okay or happy. She was suffering and you all ignored her. You start trying crying again. WHY! WHY DIDN'T SHE TELL ANY OF US?! You try to remember your old conversations with her. You remember she said she wouldn't bother anyone with her emotions or problems, since she was taking after you. "I wanna be just as strong as you! Inside and out Natalie!" You remember her saying that in the most happiest voice ever. You still wonder why she would do this. A week later you arrive at her house. Everyone was there. Some of her other friends were there that you didn't know. The funeral was in a few hours and everyone was already dressed up and ready. Except you. You went in the bathroom and changed into a dark, red dress. After a few minutes, everyone started to leave to get to the cemetery. You went inside a building with her on a table, her body covered up with sheets. You were confused. Wasn't she going to be buried? That's when you it. The incinerator. It was her last request in the suicide note. They said we can say our last goodbyes then she would become nothing but ash. A taller man, about 17, placed a red rose in her hair. He asked the doctor if he could keep it there. The doctor said yes as the boy kissed her on the forehead and walked outside with everyone else. Then it was just you. You walked up to her lifeless body and asked if you could be left alone. They left the room and you removed the sheet to see her. She had cuts all over her arms and one on her neck. You slowly covered her back up and cried again. "Goodbye Micah." You went outside and saw the smoke slowly rise from the chimney. That was the last time you'd ever see her again. About 15-20 minutes later, you watched as the small iron box was put into the ground. A man in a suit said something you blocked out of your mind. You only paid attention to the box. The box was covered by dirt and that young boy stared at the tombstone. You asked him who he was and how he knew her. He said his name was Altin and he was her friend, someone VERY close to her. You asked him if he knew about her depression. He said he knew she was upset but he didn't tell me what had upset her. "Are you Natalie?" He asked. You nodded. He cringed. "She said she couldn't be as strong as a girl named Natalie." You started shaking. You felt like it was your fault. "Don't feel like it's your fault." his voice started cracking. "Her mother said she was mentally unstable, so she kept hearing voices." He looked away. Your eyes widened. You thought it was her anxiety playing tricks on her mind. You said sorry. "Don't apologize." You left him alone at the grave and looked around. A man in a cloak was standing underneath a shading tree. You started hearing weird demonic voices. You walked away quickly and went back to your hotel room. You wanted to go to bed. As you closed your eyes, you saw her. Standing over you as blood dripped from her arms and throat. You screamed as you sat up. There wasn't any blood on the blankets. You laid back down and fell asleep.