My sister was just 15 when she committed suicide. I was devastated. My baby sister was gone and I didn’t know why. I knew she had been bullied but was that the only reason? I knew a lot of things but my mind had to piece things together.
She was just 15 years old. With a world of things still yet to explore, her first true love. Her first true kiss. Marriage, children, graduating, showing the bullies who wins.
She was just 15 years old. I hadn’t yet shown her how much she meant to me. The love and bond we had was unbreakable but she didn’t yet know this. She thought she was a nobody.
The bullying got too much and on march 1st she ended her life. Things have been so different without her its like there is a piece of my heart missing.