I just read on something called ‘Bluelight’ (which is a forum i had no idea existed ’til 20 minutes ago) and it had an entry about a pupil that went to my old school.
She died due to solvent inhalation. When I was at that school, many people would spread rumors and say that she killed her self on purpose or she had an argument with her family and decided to take her own life to ‘teach them a lesson’. In all honesty, I know that is far from the truth. I used to see her round at lunch and break. She was a quite girl, she got on with her work and she kept her head down. She was starting to make new friends and really enjoy it there. I think I only spoke to her once or twice, so I didn’t know her personally. After the school told us, we held a memorial. ‘Sleeping With The Lights On’ by Busted was her favorite song and therefore they played it as a farewell gesture. I can’t listen to that song anymore and not remember her.
Even though I didn’t know her, her sudden death still affected me. It made me scared. What if I lost someone close to me as unexpectedly as her mother and family and friends lost her? She never got to say goodbye. If she had, would it have been that hard? Even harder? People should value their lives and make the most of what they have and not dwell on the things that don’t matter.
To read some of the comments underneath that post made me angry. Who would laugh at something like that? It’s sick. Some poor girl has just lost their life, and some moron laughs at the post about it because her mother ‘said something in a funny way’ there was nothing humous about what she said. She just lost a fucking child. People now-a-days are sick. If someone wrote that about my sister, or child, I would be in pieces. You want to keep their memory alive and you want to remember them for all the happiness they brought you and someone makes a fucking joke out of it? Get a fucking life.
I still remember the memorial. I still remember sitting down to tea and listening to the news about it. I still remember the teachers and classmates crying. I still remember her.
Rest In Peace Charlotte Henshaw.
