Guilt and Remorse Guilt is a feeling that many people feel after it is too late to do anything about it. Losing a family member or friend is a good example. Everyone makes choices every day that they could regret later on and wish they could change, and I wasn’t one of those people until this year. I didn’t know this feeling until one day in August. It was a normal day. I got up to go to school and my day started unusually well. I had a good breakfast and didn’t get any homework in first mod. I wasn’t at all tired that day and that was for sure weird. I talked to a lot of my friends before first mod and we even listened to good music in that class that day. Then the unthinkable happened. I didn’t know until I got to second mod and had a text on my phone from my mom.
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I kept telling myself he would be okay. I questioned myself. Everyone else is okay after they overdose right? I waited an eternity just hoping for the news that he was okay. Later that same day, right after school, I was in Ulta getting ready to checkout. I stood in line with my mom. It was very cold in the store that day and the line took longer than usual so I got annoyed. I was on my phone looking at Cameron’s Facebook just looking for any news that he was fine and he was coming home and I would get to see him again. That’s when my mom got the dreaded news.
I could tell by the look on her face that whatever she found out wasn’t good. Her face went blank and turned pale. A look of disbelief and then one of shock spread across her face. She looked at me eyes wide and quickly murmured, “Cameron just died.” I instantly started crying and blaming myself. I felt awful. It didn’t seem real. It couldn’t be real. He was only
I kept telling myself he would be okay. I questioned myself. Everyone else is okay after they overdose right? I waited an eternity just hoping for the news that he was okay. Later that same day, right after school, I was in Ulta getting ready to checkout. I stood in line with my mom. It was very cold in the store that day and the line took longer than usual so I got annoyed. I was on my phone looking at Cameron’s Facebook just looking for any news that he was fine and he was coming home and I would get to see him again. That’s when my mom got the dreaded news.
I could tell by the look on her face that whatever she found out wasn’t good. Her face went blank and turned pale. A look of disbelief and then one of shock spread across her face. She looked at me eyes wide and quickly murmured, “Cameron just died.” I instantly started crying and blaming myself. I felt awful. It didn’t seem real. It couldn’t be real. He was only