Playing With A Broken Heart

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
this is different for me. a girl's brother commits suicide, and she feels alone. follow my twitter? @feelingafraid

Submitted: November 26, 2010

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I found my brother's body the next day, along with his suicide note. I was instantly in tears, and I couldn't speak. Why had he done this? Why had he left me here, alone? Why? I had so much to say, but no sound escaped me. I mas mute for weeks after his death. He had been the only person I was close to, and now I had no one. The day after the funeral, I went to school only to be met by pointing and whispers. I was the girl who's crazy brother killed himself. No one would talk to me or even make eye contact. I went from class to class quietly. At lunch, I sat by myself in a corner until a boy came up to. He introduced himself as Gabriel, Gabe for short. I whispered hello expecting him to leave, but he didn't. He never left. He stayed with me day after day, getting closer and closer to me. Then, one day, he kissed me. But instead of pushing him away like I did to everyone else, I welcomed him. I knew it was crazy, but he was filling the hole that my brother had left in my heart. I never went anywhere without him, and he became my life. Movies and even parties became a part of my life. I loved Gabriel as much as I had loved my brother. Then, one day, he was gone. Tears flooded my face as I read a note in my locker that said: \"Dear Jane: I cant do it. I cant stay with you. You're too restricted, too hidden from the world. I loved you. I helped you, but what have you done for me? I'm sorry. Goodbye.\" And just like that, he was gone. He left a hole in my heart as my brother had done, but it was twice the size. He had played with my broken heart. Now I was alone again, and I would always be alone.


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