I slammed a nerd against the lockers. Everyone else passed द्वारा me. I'm tougher and stronger now. I have been since- never mind. I didn't want to talk about it. I walked to my history class, stopping along the way to say hi to my buddy, Geoff and his girlfriend Bridgette. "Dude, आप going to her grave?" Geoff asked.I sighed. "Look man, I don't think that she would have wanted आप to be punching people against walls and throwing people out of the way." "She never told me that did she? Did she tell me that she wanted me to हटाइए on? No!" I walked away from the two and opened my locker. Gwen came up to me. "Duncan, I was wondering if maybe आप wanted to go out on a तारीख, दिनांक tonight?" She smiled and twisted her hair around in her finger. I looked at her weirdly and said,"No." In a stubborn way. She looked shocked,"Why? I mean, Brianna's dead now and you're free-" I slammed my locker door and scowled at her," Don't talk about that in front of me." She was getting upset. "But, why did आप want to तारीख, दिनांक that whore-" "SHE'S NOT A WHORE! आप ARE!" Gwen looked shocked. She ran into the girls bathroom. "Yeah, GO BE A WUSS! Bitch..."

I stared at the corner of my room. I felt depressed. I walked into the रसोई, रसोईघर and opened my silverware drawer. I took out a sharp चाकू blade. I was about to do it, when the phone rang. It was Gwen,"Will आप go?" "NO!" I slammed the phone onto the reciever. I went back into the kitchen. I nearly fainted when I saw the चाकू gone and back in the drawer. I took it out and tried again. Then the doorbell rang. It was Gwen crying on the doorstep. I slammed the door. I went to the knife, but it was gone. I couldn't believe it. Suddenly, I felt warmth come over me. It smelled familiar. I decided to rest in my room. I went into बिस्तर and fell asleep.

In my dream, I was standing there with the चाकू in my hand. Suddenly, a beautiful white girl with short brown-red hair and black streaks came over to me. Brianna. I tried to hold her hand, but my hand went through. I saw her looking at the knife, then at me. "Duncan, please, don't do it. I won't let you. It's not your fault I died. It's nobody's. I प्यार you. Don't शामिल होइए my faith. Please. The scene changed. I was laying in bed, staring at her again. She smiled. "I'm with my parents again. I'm happy. I still miss you. It's your choice if आप want to हटाइए on. If it's to another girl या to this life. I don't care what आप do. I wish आप wouldn't commit suicide. All that matters is I प्यार you." The scene changed. I sat in the hospital, looking at myself, holding Brianna's hand, watching her die, nothing to do. The dead Brianna was at my side. "I'm making आप watch yourself in this terrible moment to दिखाना आप wrong." I stared at the past us. Brianna had died. I heard four words come out of my mouth: "What have I done?" The scene changed and I woke up. The ghost Brianna was right अगला to me. "You think आप murdered me. आप didn't. No one murdered me. I died on my own. Your life's up to you. Make it the best. I'll see आप again." She dissappeared. I had a new point of view to life. I went back to sleep, to see Brianna in my dreams.