We laughed together.
We cried together.
We were best friends.
Correction: We WERE best friends.
A slip of the tongue
on my account
was all it took
to release the bull.
I said I was sorry.
He said no.
I said to give me a chance.
I begged for a chance
He said he didn't need me.
He said no.
I was lost.
I was distraught.
I couldn't comprehend.
I wanted to kill myself.
So I reached for the gun.
I didn't have the gut, to aim for my head.
I aimed for my neck.
He told me he would bet
all the money in the world
that I wouldn't do it
So I took the shot.
I thought I would die.
But it just really really hurt.
Juliana runs in.
Julio runs in.
I try to scream and cry- BUT I CAN'T.
The doctors say that my vocal cords
ARE RUINED.
I think back to what the last thing I ever said was.

"But, I though Dylan was my friend. How could this happened to me.

I Don't Deserve to Live."

My sister says that I'll never be able to speak again.

All because of my mistake.