The words that came out of their mouths, I couldn’t believe.
“She’s in the hospital.” they said, “She overdosed.”
“Why?” That’s all I asked as I sat there shocked.
No one ever knows why things like this happen in life but I believe that it all happens for a reason.
She was my best friend and I thought I knew everything about her. I knew her problems, and she had a lot of them. Her boyfriend and she had recently gone through a rough breakup and she struggled to pick up the pieces. I felt like I didn’t do enough to help her. After all, I had my life to deal with.
While she was in the hospital I went through my own problems. Not as if it was enough her being there, my boyfriend and I had troubles. We had our fights like normal couples do but they became worse and more frequent during that month. We fought over the dumbest things and he became unhappy, so did I.
The note came in mid November, the breakup note. I was at our locker after school gathering my books and belongings when he gave it to me and left. I opened it and began to bawl before I even finished reading. I remember sliding my back down the locker and sitting on the floor. Lots of people came to comfort me but my best friend wasn’t there.
For weeks, I did close to nothing. My days consisted of going to school, crying and sleeping; if I could. My mood didn’t improve. I became angry and uninterested in everything I used to love. At that point I felt like nothing was ever going to get better.
The doctors in the hospital gave my friend assignments to help her with her self-esteem. She was told to write a motivational letter to a friend of her choice as though they were going through the same situation she was. She chose me and had no clue what had happened in the last couple of weeks of my life.
Her mom brought me the letter and that’s when I discovered my belief. My friend and I were put through this experience together to make us closer. Lots of things happen in this world that we don’t understand but I always believe the events of life, weather they’re good or bad, happen because something results from them. Life is always teaching new lessons or making two people closer. Since my friend got out of the hospital we have stuck together. We have moved on to happier lives and both believe the same; everything happens for a reason.
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