By: Amy P.
Mental illness was brought up frequently in my family. We always say it’s a sickness that defeats all. I always read a lot of books, mostly mystery, fantasy, or young adult, and suicide was brought up in many. I was young, and believed that it only happened to teens or adults, because I always believed adults and teens had it worse than kids like me. I was very wrong. Ever since I was little I always went to church and officially started to help at the age of 7, Angel tutored me and helped me make friends. He was also a part of a soccer team and we would go to his games to cheer him on. He was always so happy. When my mom told me someone took their own life, Angel didn’t even come to mind; until my friend confirmed my nightmare. Since then whenever I see anyone alone I try my best to talk to them, or even wave at them. It’s a way to feel like I’m not guilty, and to help people who are struggling but can’t say a word. I want to help as much as I can, because maybe I can help myself one day too.
3rd · High School Writing (2021)