The Pale Purple Wall Of My Sister 's Room Essay

The pale purple wall in my sister’s room came in and out of focus. I had completely stopped breathing and could not remember how I even made it into her empty room. I sat still trying to process what was coming through the phone, “Erin, did you hear me? Katie told Joe she was going to kill herself last night. She’s fine, but I’m worried. This is the second time she’s done this”. The word “second” was like a punch in the gut. “Jenny”, I paused, “I didn’t know there was a first”. The word “first” barely came out and everything went silent. How could my best friend threaten to kill herself? Why did I not hear about this the first time? Jenny barely talks to Katie anymore, how does she know? As I exhaled a deep breath, “Tell me what happened”. “All I know is Joe called me last night to get me to help her. He did the same thing a month ago. Both times I told him to call you, but he won’t. He made me promise to not tell you. I can’t keep it from you. She needs help, we need to do something”. “Let me think”, I replied. I stared ahead at the purple wall, chills ran up my spine as I imagined how different this conversation could be next time. I knew I could not lose her. “Jenny, she’s way past our help. She needs professional help. We need to tell her mom”. Jenny hesitated, “But, but”, I could hear her trying not to cry, “I think we can handle it. I can’t tell on her, Joe trusted me not to say anything to anyone”. “We are telling someone”, I whispered as calmly as I could through the…