Personal Narrative: A Boy Who Committeed Suicide

April 28th. 2016. A gloomy day that turned even gloomier as the day went on. Earlier that day, I had heard rumors about a boy that committed suicide , but I wasn’t told his name, so I brushed it off. Everyone was talking about it and the school had turned into a dark, upsetting place. People were crying and I still had no idea who it was. Later that day, at school soccer practice, everybody was talking about the boy but I still had no clue what exactly happened and I was getting more and more upset, but after practice is when it had all hit me. I checked my phone to see if I had any missed messages, and I had one. One message that would change my whole life. ‘It was Robert. Robert is gone.’ I sat down on the bench near me and put my hand over my hand. People never know the affects of suicide until they actually know the person. Best friends are the closest people a girl can have in life. Especially me, a girl who is constantly having to switch back-and-forth between houses and has constant problems at home. My best friends are my family and they help me when I need it most. Melissa Dee, my best friend, soccer teammate, and practical family member, helped me when I was at my lowest point, even when my own parents looked down on me and gave no help whatsoever. Melissa was a person I looked up to …show more content…
A sunny, warm day that quickly turned into a gloomy, upsetting day. The Green Run girls varsity soccer team had again lost another game. It was the day after the death of my best friend and I tried to win the game for Robert, but we got demolished, like usual. As soon as we turned the corner into the Green Run parking lot, I was in tears. The candle lighting was tonight and I was still in shock about his death. Only two people came to help me on that bus, my best friends, Melissa Dee and Victoria McQuay. Victoria, who was also friends with Robert, was trying to help me as much as I could help her. But it was no help, he was gone. My best friend was