The Girl I Know At School

There’s this girl I know at school, Lindsey, we weren’t exactly friends, although, we did socialize quite a bit in class. She doesn’t really have many friends other than myself and about two other people, which I found weird and sad because she’s really cool, high-spirited, pretty and really, just an amazing person in general. Today, though, was the day I got to see a different side of her, the side that she had never shown anyone. Today at lunch she didn’t eat with her friends unlike usual and she ate very little. When I passed by her with my friends to get to where we usually sit after we eat, she said hi and walked away right after without giving me a chance to respond, I was starting to get worried about her. After a few minutes, while …show more content…

It hurts and I don’t know what to do because I don’t know what it is or what’s causing it.” She started to calm down. “Okay, so, is there stuff happening at home that a teacher or supervisor should probably know? I won’t tell anyone so you don’t have to worry about that, you can trust me.” “No, there isn’t, that’s why I can’t solve, or even cope with these emotional meltdowns… because there isn’t anything wrong in my life, that I know of at least.” “Okay, look, I think I know what’s wrong. You might actually have depression, I’ve had those feelings before, so I know what they feel like, and I know this sounds a lot like a bullshit cliché but trust me, it does get better.” “Well, thanks for trying but I don’t think it will. I’m sorry, but I’ve dealing with this for too long and it’s just getting to be too much to handle.” “Really? How long? Why didn’t you tell me I could have been there to help you, to support you, to help you not feel so alone anymore.” “I’m sorry, I couldn’t… I just couldn’t. I couldn’t have risked you thinking bad or lower about me.” She said as she started to cry lightly again. “Okay, please stop… I would never do that and you know it.” I told her as I put my hand on her shoulder wiping away some of her tears. “Well, thanks but I still think trying to help me is pointless and a lost cause because I just can’t handle it anymore. I’m really sorry to say it, but I’ve considered suicide before, but I just couldn’t do it because I know that people