My day pretty much, yesterday.

I woke up, thinking yesterday was going to be an... Okay day. So, I got on the bus, driving to school. The minute I stepped into that school I started bawling, telling myself that this is all just a really bad dream, and he's not gone. All my friends crowded me and hugged me, telling me it was "okay." but obviously... No it wasn't. 1st hour... Skipped. 2nd hour... Skipped. 3rd hour... Couldn't make it though twenty minutes because he was in my choir class, four seats away from me. 4th and 5th came around and nothing. I finally went to gym to exercise my feelings off, I guess. I kinds worked. I went to 7th hour and all we did was talk about him. A fight started because a kid actually laughed at the fact he was gone... His locker and the whole Freshman locker base is decorated with "WE LOVE YOU GREG." and "WE WON'T FORGET YOU!" At 5:30, everyone circled around the water tower, where he jumped and lit a candle, hanging ballons in memory of him. His mom and dad were there. Greg's mom sudden just broke down screaming "My baby! Come back to me! I love you! I won't ever forget you, Gregory!" Making me sob horribly. There is still a splatter on the sidewalk from where he landed... Worst thing is: the water tower is literally right across the street from where he lived. His mom was to live with that the rest of her life. Who would do this to him? Who would bully him to the point that he JUMPS off a damn WATER TOWER? I'm literally heartbroken... We all love you Greg... I hope you're happier in Heaven. Please, don't stop singing. You're truly an angel to me. I love you! RIP GREG! 11-4-13❤