It's Louis
My mobile phone rings. It’s Harry the one who killed himself yesterday but how? Probably a lame joke as I tell myself trying to keep calm. I have the urge to answer, but something in my head is telling me: “don’t do”, but my passionate heart says otherwise. The insistent ringing stopped, and immediately I received a text from Harry, but how is that possible he is dead! I unlock my phone wishing this is was a dream. The text message says: hey, it’s Harry, the one you killed I am not blaming you only I am blaming other people who were involved, but if you are reading this message it’s probably too late or is it. I turn off my phone and rub the sweat from my forehead. I start completing the message. I turn on my phone again, and the second part of the text says, but hey the rules are simple here you read and feel the guilt, but what did you do? Good question, Let me tell you what you did, you did stuff that a normal person isn’t capable of, the type of things that makes someone want to end his life. I know it was my choice to end it right, but let me tell you one thing it was also your choice to ruin my life in the first place and don’t take me for granted again you are being watched. But who knows, maybe I am alive after all. I instantly stop reading, I didn’t do anything to Harry we barely knew each other well and the only class we had together was geography. So let’s start, shall we? Let’s all cheer to Louis who started everything. You were a very close friend, we went out together and did fun things together, we were the kind of friends everyone wishes for. To me you were everything a back to lean or a friend to support, but what was I to you a dummy you can control with your hands? You were the one who started everything, you started the rumor you started the hate, but the one thing you ended was my life, you accused me of stealing and reported me to the police, you started the ending of my life but one quick question would you trust someone who has been reported stealing? The answer is probably no. Do you even realize how hard you made it to make new friends, but I still made friends, bad ones who ended my life. If you want to know happened to me after the accusation, I served 1 month probation and social services. I also got bullied a lot for having no friends. I wished I would die today, but no I kept on surviving and waiting for you to apologize, but unfortunately. You never did, so I approached to you and telling you that you should be sorry for what you did, but you blamed me and said it was your fault. I am not sending you this because you accused me of things I did not do. I am sending you this, so I can ruin your last day of your life. You know how hard it was maintaining a good reputation after the rumor ,but you know what I wish happened I wished that no one would believe the rumor and believed most importantly the truth so goodbye Louis and rest in peace. I hurry to Louis’s house and when I reach his house I hear sirens and most importantly Louis’s, but this time he was covered in blood and being carried to the ambulance. I run to his parents inquiring about what happened, they said that the heard noise upstairs and they went and saw poor Louis covered in blood but a stab in the back. I have to know what is going on I have to I need to get justice for Louis. I hear a shriek I run outside, and I see a trail of blood and a black figure...
