(15, FL, USA) Sharlize - November’s Echo

I can’t help but feel a shiver down my spine, reminding me of that unforgettable night in November. The colder seasons have always brought a sense of melancholy for me. One sorrowful night had a lasting impact on both of our lives, a night I never want to relive.

You seemed different after your conversation with your mother, and our call ended abruptly. Feeling uneasy, I went to bed. I attended school as usual, but your texts felt off. When I got home, you sent a final message saying you loved me and that everything would be okay. Panic set in, and I fell into a restless sleep. I woke up to a text from your brother explaining what happened. Overwhelmed with shock and sadness, I broke down completely. Tears streamed down my face as I read his message repeatedly, struggling to process the situation. Was I dreaming? I was lost and uncertain about what to do. That night, I experienced my first panic attack. Seeking comfort in my dad's arms, I felt like a little girl again. Although you were in the care of doctors, knowing you were safe brought solace.

Later, I learned from your journal that you had felt alone and hopeless but stayed for me. This journey has taught me the value of empathy, compassion, and the positive impact one person can have on another’s well-being. This story is a reminder of the incredible strength within every one of us and the importance of reaching out and being present for those in need. To this day, I feel incredibly grateful and proud to call you mine. Your strength and resilience continue to inspire me, and I am thankful you chose to keep moving forward in life.