you
They only saw the girl
that they didn't like.
They avoided them or killed them.
You didn't see anything behind the facade,
behind her fake smile.
Didn't know that you made her heart die
that you had destroyed her soul.

She didn't want to live anymore
for a single little spark of hope
she stayed alive.
She tried once
to part with everything
but she was brought back.
Against her will she should go on living.
She was drained and weak
but she didn't show it.
Was always helpful and friendly but never got a thank you.

She went to her bathroom more often and injured herself.
But this time she let the tub run full
went to the medicine cabinet and took out a knife,
that she had taken from her brother
then she undressed and got into the tub.
She looked closely at the knife.
Every single reflection and every single scratch on the steel,which is a little bent by falling frequently,
but still was razor sharp.
She put the knife on her wrist
and cut his wrists.
The blood flowed slowly down her arm
and mixed with the water in the tub.
She watched her blood get less and less.
Very slowly she lost consciousness
and died.
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The next day at school no one wondered where she was.
Your class teacher came into class with a newspaper and two envelopes
in hand and asked if you had read the newspaper.
Everyone said no, so he read an article that said:

Girl commits suicide

Last night, Jennifer Baker (16)
Found dead in the bathroom of her parents' house.
She had cut her wrists with a knife.
It has been reported from a reliable source that
that the girl wanted to kill herself beforeand had often scratched himself.
"She was always so helpful"
said a night barmaid in dismay.
Her family was reported to have been very calm
and that you never noticed whether she was there or not.
When it ended it was dead quiet in the classroom
everyone was shocked.
"I have a letter here for you from Jenny"
said the teacher in an unreadable tone
and opened one of the envelopes he had brought with him
and read:

So people
I'm sorry that I was born and bothered you with my existence.
But well now I'm gone and you can make fun of it
that I was too cowardly or too weak
to go on living and therefore chose death.

it was fun!
Bye.




"That's terrible," whispered one of the students.
A couple of the girls started crying and the boys just looked in shock.
"Luck .. here is a letter for you from a Jakob Hoffman."The teacher handed the last envelope to a brown-haired boy who asked him
looked and opened the envelope.
He read the letter through calmly.

Luck,
I got a letter for you from my best friend Jennifer.
She didn't dare to give it to you when she was still alive.
She sent it to me with a farewell letter for us, her friends.
I hope you take him seriously and don't make fun of her.
Drawn:
Jakob Hoffman
P. S.: the letter is in the envelope.


Luck was amazed that a boy could write like this
but that didn't stop him from pulling the second letter out of the envelope
and open.

The letter was written on white paper and smelled like him
strangely familiar smell that he couldn't identify.
The font with which the letter was written was neat,
but became more shaky with every sentence.
In some places he saw the traces of tears that would never fall againbecause those who lost them would never cry or laugh again.

"Dear Luckas," he read and he was amazed
that they called him Luckas because they'd always argued.
I would rather have thought that she called him "idiot" or "total idiot".
"I wanted to give you my last words.
Now you are probably asking yourself why you?
Not true? It's kind of ironic, but that's how it is.
I was in love with you.
Every single quarrel heightened these feelings.
Every little look we gave each other
Gave my heart a reason to race
I loved the arguments with you.
But an event was better than the arguments or the looks between us
and that was the last evening of our school trip
- the best experience in my life.
When we escaped from the hostel class with a few others
and partied in a disco.
We fell drinking and then the two of us danced together.
I felt like I was on clouds.We felt free
free from everything in the world.
We got fell in trouble when we came back
and when the sermon was over,
we went, as close as we were,
in your room and fell asleep together.
You smelled of my favorite Alki and aftershafe.
The next morning I woke up before you and tried
to get out as inconspicuously as possible,
since you didn't have a single room.
But you held my arm tightly, I looked at you in horror
But luckily you were sleeping so I freed my arm
out of your tight grip and stole a kiss from you before I left.
I hope you are not mad but I wanted my last kiss from you.
In love
Jenny "


New, completely different tears wet the letter
"Fool" sobbed Luckas and walked out of the classroom while he mumbled softly:
"I loved you too."
Leaving the letter in its place, within reach for everyone, it went away forever.And her spark of hope that kept her alive was her love for Luckas.

Story by:
Sam