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Rebecca Palmer



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15 Feb 1995


My name is Rebecca, but everyone calls me Bec or Becca. I am a drama finatic, and are starting my school certificate this year. I am pretty smart, but im funny too. There is no way i fit into the category of nerd! I love music, but i cant sing or play, and i want to be a surgeon or an actor when i grow up. When i finish school im going to travel the world, and i have plans to find an amazing husband and to have amazing kids.!

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Published on: 18 Dec 2010 by becca_16

Teen Suicide

This year, about two months ago, my friend (let's call her Jane) committed suicide. She was only 14 years old; several weeks from her 15th birthday. She was beautiful. Naturally brunette, she had died her hair black, but to tell you the truth it suited her. She had green eyes and an amazing smile. Her sneeze was tiny, and really sounded like an angels version of "achoo". We always teased her for that. :) She knew how to make you laugh, but she also knew how to cut you to the core. When i think of her i smile. 


But there were things in her life that brought her down. You see, she met this girl (lets call her katy) and in year 8 they became a couple. But Katy knew how desperately Jane needed her, and she played this to her advantage. Jane was constantly left hanging, or being screwed with, while katy did what she pleased. This tore away all Jane's self confidence, when what she needed most was love.


Not to mention her home life. Her brother had raped her when she was 7. Her dad abused her and so many things were going on for her that i don't even know. She took to cutting herself, and we (my friends and i) tried to get her help. I told teachers and my parents, and they talked to Jane, but let's just say that made it worse for her. She took to drinking nail polish remover, and tried to kill herself...but it didn't work the first time.


She gave up for a while. and we honestly thought she was through it...that she was coming back to us. We got on with our lives...and then one afternoon my friend came round and told me she was gone. She had hung herself in her room...a cut running up her arm. She left no note...that was it. She was gone.


Its been two months and several days, but when i hear suicide on the news, or in stories, it still cuts me to the core. It still makes me cry. I wish i had have seen this coming. i wish i had have known what to say to her. But i didn't and i'll blame myself for that every day. Because sometimes i made things worse for her. 


So i guess my point is to watch out. Pay attention to your friends lives. Listen and hold them when they cry and most of all say the things you assume you have all the time in the world for, because you never know. One day you might wake up and find that they're gone.



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