Hannah Baker: A Short Story

As I, Zach Dempsey, look at what I thought was a harmless and funny joke on Hannah Baker turned out to be a reason for her to kill herself. How could this have happened? A little prank, like the one I was doing, could not have possibly be the only reason Hannah could have wanted to do this to herself. I couldn’t think of any other reason why she would this; until I received the tapes. Once I had received the tapes and followed the instructions that Hannah had told me to it was clear on all the stuff that my classmates and I were doing to Hannah was making her want to harm herself. Some of us did not even realize what we were doing, but then again some of us knew exactly what they were doing. I did not know Hannah was this depressed or upset. …show more content…
As the bell rang Hannah bolted out the door. I hurried after her, but it was to late Hannah has already turned the corner and I knew I could not catch her. I went to my next class and thought about what I would say to the I knew I could not tell her I was from the future and that I knew she was planning to kill herself, She would think I was crazy. After listening to the tapes I realized Hannah Baker just wanted people to notice her for the real her and not listen to the rumors or to the lies people had been saying. As I started down the hallway after my second period I finally found Hannah. I walked up right beside her and began a conversation over peer communication. Hannah looked at me with a look on her face that was unforgettable, it was a little bit of I can not believe you are talking to me and a little of thank you so much for noticing me, and making me feel …show more content…
Everyday after school, we had gone to Rosie’s. We would sit in the same booth and had funny conversations and serious conversations. During that week I noticed a change in Hannah, a good change. The day Hannah Baker was supposed to kill herself was a nerve racking day. I treated Hannah the same way I had been everyday. We did our normal routine and went to Rosie’s after school and had funny conversations. I walked Hannah home and was reassuring myself that Hannah was not going to harm herself, but then again, I never thought Hannah would have done it the first time. I texted Hannah maybe a thousand times that night just to make sure she was okay. The next day Hannah Baker was at school. I was so relieved. From that day forward I never left Hannah’s side. Hannah Baker had become my best friend. We did everything