A few months ago I was reading a text message in school. It was from a friends phone so I didn't even get it directly. I was never supost to get it because it wasn't ment to be past on. The message said, "I atempted suicide last night. My parents are mad n the police are watching me. I'm okay so please don't let anyone else know." I was devistated. She tried to kill herself and didn't bother to tell me. I cried during first block. My friends asked whats wrong but I only told the ones that were close to her. They were pissed off at her. She was one of those types of people that would never do that sort of thing. I spent the whole day crying off and on. I wanted to see her and talk to her, make everything better. I kept thinking it was all a joke to make myself feel better but I knew it wasn't. When I got home I called her and she said it was true, that she had mixed feelings and tried to get rid of them. She didn't go into detail but asked me to go to her church with her Sunday. She had moved at the start of the school year but still went to my town for church. I told her I would and went. When I saw her I burst into tears and hugged her. I went to her church four times in a row then stopped going. I never go to church but I had to see her and make sure she was okay. We had been friends for nearly three years and we loved eachother like sisters. We told eachother that if we had to run away we'd run together. She is still alive and still my friend. She hasn't tried to do it again since then but it's always on my mind when a friend stops talking to me or is acting strange. I never want it to happen again.
