Bringing Her Back: Opening Up (Part 7)

I tried to be more understanding because I knew, deep down, I want to be able to help her. Slowly with a bit of pressure I was able to let her tell me. Finally she told me everything.


“Who is this guy?”


“Do you really need to know?”


“Yes because I really want to help you.”


“You do know you won’t be able to help me, right?” She said as she sighed heavily.


“But letting it out would help, you know?”


“Maybe… but who knows.”


“You’ll know once you try, right.”


I didn’t even bother to make it a question. I wanted her to know how much I wanted to help her.


“But…” She replied.


“Please just try.”


And finally she spoke what I’ve always wanted to hear. She sighed heavily as she said…


“Fine. In my old school I had a group friends. We were close, we weren’t just friends anymore, we were family. We were happy, really happy but slowly problems started to occur. Soon enough, each of us fell into the despicable world that’s hard to get out of. Some started drugs, some became anorexic, some just looked dead already. We tried our best to help out one another and relieve the pain, but I guess it was too much. Eventually everyone else disappeared. Gone from this cruel world we live in. I am the only one left…”


As those words left her mouth, she did not cry, she did not do anything but tense up. I know it was something horrifying to remember but I’m glad after all these months of bugging she finally opened up.


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