To Liliana, March 18th-

I hate my life. Without you, I feel alone and insecure. Because you always cherished your looks. While at school, I was picked on and called fat. While you watched and laughed. Laughed. You laughed at me. Courtney was the only one who cared about me and ran with me over the weekend to help me lose weight. She dieted with me too.
I hate my life because she jumped off a cliff with cement tied to her feet so she drowned in the twelve feet deep ocean. Poor Courtney. She sent me a text seconds before she died. This is what she sent.
"Dear friend, you and I have been through hell and back. I am about ninety pounds and I'm still told that I am fat and awful and that I should drown myself. I'm diagnosed with anorexia, depression, and insomnia. I'm done i want to be free from the pain and hurt. Goodbye Angela. I just want you to know, you're the best thing that ever happened to me."
She then sent me her location at Boone beach and I called the cops immediately. By the time we got there, she was dead. She drowned herself. Her beautiful black hair was coming up to the tip of the water. Her eyes were closed and she looked happy and calm.
I miss her. I bet I could've saved her. If I told her she was beautiful and worth living to see another day. Her smile could light up the world. But... now it's gone... forever.

-Tearful eyes, Angela.