): Liz Clark :(

   Helpless, loss, and pain run through my body. I feel like breaking down and crying. Thinking of her. I walk down what seem like empty halls. Knowing she walked those same halls. I see everyone. Acting like nothing is wrong. Like nothing had happened.... like she never left. I take the action upon myself. I walk the halls. My head facing the ground. A tear runs down my hot checks. Why didn't I stop her? Why couldn't I stop her? Why did it have to be her? These questions, I did not know. Afraid, that I would never know. She was loved, and she was hated. Those people who hated her or who simply didn't know her lost out. I know that this I say, is the truth. 

Author's Note

Nothing. Absolutely Nothing.