This is the story of a girl who’s struggling with her life’s meaning. It will be divided into many “letters” that will be posted individually.
The Echo Chronicles: Volume 1: Letter 1:
What do you think would happen if I committed suicide? Is death beautiful? Dare I embrace it, and take it in stride? If I died… Would it hurt?
I don’t think anyone would care. I’m always a third wheel with my friends- if they’re even my friends at all- and the rest of them just don’t like me. Do you ever feel that way? The feeling that your friends… aren’t really your friends? Friends are supposed to support you, whatever you do. But my friends are never there for me when I need them the most.
They say they will be, but they never are. I can’t talk to them, and I have to think before I do something because I’m so scared they’ll judge me. And I think they do anyway.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I can’t just let it go by like there’s nothing going on, but I can’t just tell them and lose my friendships anyway.
It’s all so confusing. Do they hate me, like me, or just tolerate me? Why do I care?
“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.” – Marilyn Monroe