A girl I know in my first three hours had a boyfriend. He commit suicide over winter break. I saw her crying today.

My first thought was: "She finally got hers. She finally got what she deserves." She's always been really rude to me. She's always been snide and inconsiderate....

I had a second thought. I wish that people were crying like she was over my death. So that day...I came home and calmly went to the safe. I opened it with a little difficulty...and opened the pistol case. I took out the clip and then lifted up the flap that held the gun underneath it. I looked at the case...and an empty spot where the gun was supposed to lay.

I cried hysterically.