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Chapter eleven-shes gone

Nolans pov:

One week later:

I was told she left a few days after they found her body. They could barely tell it was her, her body was demolished.

I didn't cry until today. I was holding it in, I wanted to be strong, I failed.

She had depression? Her mother knew apparently, and they said she was on pills. She was doing horrible, they said.

But she left a few pages of good byes and where she wants her things to go.

She knew she was going to kill herself.

Now, I'm at her funeral crying my eyes out because of her. I barely even knew her, but I felt that I loved her.

I wish I never knew her, I know that sounds harsh, but it's true.

The thing I got from her "will" was a copy of paper towns by: John Green. But it was different, he writing was all over it.

It told me about what she was going though.

She was in so much pain.

I wished I helped. But I don't wish that anymore, because I couldn't have helped.

So I'm going to read her story until the end. Like what she tried to do some what with mine.

She said goodbye.

But I'm not going to just yet.