Bryce

I never imagined this.

I never thought that something like this would ever happen.

Could ever happen.

And all I can think of right now is what I never got to say.

I can think of so many things now that would have made you laugh.

Smile.

Retort.

But it's too late now, isn't it?

I don't want to believe it.

I can't believe it.

Until I walk in the room and you're not there.

Why did you do that to us? To your team? To your family?

What was the last thought right before you pulled the trigger?

You can't answer me anymore, can you?

I could yell until my voice died.

I could write until my fingers fell off of my hand, cold,

numb

dead.

But you will never hear me!

You will never read my words!

You will never know how much this hurts me!

Why did you do that to us? To your team? To your family?

Why did you do that to yourself?

How could you?

I trusted you.

Depended on you.

Needed you.

What am I supposed to do now? Stop living?

You were a person to look up to.

And now you are six feet beneath me.

I always thought that you'd go far.

That was too far.

I never imagined you would.

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