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Vanessa sighed. She sat on the edge of the cliff, her legs over the edge, dangling. She had memories going through her head. Memories of her real best friend. She was still having trouble believing that Wynstelle was gone. It was her fault. It wasn't, but she thought so. If I had written more often, she thought. Maybe she would have survived. If I had been more like a friend, gone over more, then maybe she would have had the strength to live.
She felt tears in her eyes, but refused to let them fall. She had cried so much already. She heard the sound of footsteps near her. She looked and saw a person she had seen in the past year. That annoying girl. One more thing to make her life worse.
"Hi," she said, her face expressionless. "Came to make my life worse, right?"
She felt tears in her eyes, but refused to let them fall. She had cried so much already. She heard the sound of footsteps near her. She looked and saw a person she had seen in the past year. That annoying girl. One more thing to make her life worse.
"Hi," she said, her face expressionless. "Came to make my life worse, right?"