Jesse Caldwell
Dear Mikey,
It's been three weeks since your funeral, and I still can't believe you're gone. Dr. Hartman thinks that if I write this letter to you, that it will help with the grieving process. I've been going to go see her since your funeral. Mom and Dad have insisted. Quite honestly I think that this is a big waste of time. You're dead and there is no bringing you back, you're never going to read the words that I've written. You're never going to understand what your death has done to me or anyone else. You will never be able to grasp the consequences that your actions have brought.
I wander through the halls of Whitmore High School like a zombie. No real purpose, or destination. Working through the motions …show more content…
I never thought that that would be our last goodbye. The entire day felt like any other day, calm and quiet just before the storm. Some people say that they get a feeling deep in their stomach that something is wrong. They can feel in their soul, the loss of a loved one. I never got that blessing. I came into the house after school and found myself a snack, just like any other day. I didn't even realize that you were home. The only reason I went into your room was to borrow a pen so I could start on my homework, before Dad came home on one of his rants. I never expected to find your walls painted in your own blood. To find Dad's shotgun lying on the floor where you had let it fall. Your legs dangled off the side of the bed, and I can't help but wonder how long you sat there pondering your actions, before you pulled the trigger.
I can't believe that I never saw this coming. You were always the strong one, the one to hold me when I was sad and the one to pull me through the murky waters. You were always the strongest, carrying everyone else's burdens, taking our problems and making them your own. Did we weigh you down? Were we too much to bear? No letter left behind, no goodbyes, no farewells. You never once complained, you never once asked for help. Never did you show any signs of