Recently my friend told me she took some pills. (A lot of my friends do drugs). I didn’t think much of it then she went to the bathroom. 5 minutes, figured she was juuling, 10 maybe she decided to skip? 15 questioning whether or not I should tell someone, of course I decided against it. Then we went into a shelter in place which usually means one of the “slower” kids is having a bad day in the hall. So I’m trying to text her, worrying then I hear ambulances. I am breaking down. I leave the class and go down to my dadS room ( he’s a teacher). I tell him what happen and my cousin takes me to guidance and I tell them what happened. Soon there’s a room full of people crying including her brother who is giving me the dirtiest looks. I deserved those.

I went home later that day. She was in the hospital for two months. When she got her phone she told me not to blame myself.

I still do