A Year Without Johnny

Harry Mitchell is a young boy whos best friend commited suicide. Since the event, even more terrible situations have come to pass and Harry is left making heart wrenching decisions. This is his letter that lets you into his life, his thoughts and feelings, as he lives a year without Johnny.


5. Four months without Johnny

I am doing my best not to fill you in with too many of the boring details but you should note that this is time my mother and father got a divorce. They didn’t tell me why. I didn’t even know they were having troubles, though, I think it may have started the day I went away, but at least I came back after two months. When my father left, he never returned. I haven’t seen him since he told me that he didn’t need any help packing.

Getting back on subject, Lizzie was used to coming out of the house and, I think, she was enjoying it. By mid May, she even met a boy. He was called Shane and, if I am quite truthful, she did well for herself. He was a cute boy, so sweet and caring, always looking out for her. I would say that he was one of the main reasons she built up confidence.

Lizzie eventually built up enough courage, with encouragement from me and Shane, to join a drama group Jessica attended. It was just a shame Hayley, an old enemy of Lizzie’s, went there. She enjoyed hurting Lizzie and I can’t believe I never saw it back then. Though, that is me getting, once again, too far ahead of myself.

One night, Lizzie and I were sat in the local Nandos and I knew something was playing on her mind, I always know. I was quick to question her and I believe her response was:

“Why do you think Johnny jumped?” It was uttered in such a heart-wrenching tone. “Do you think there was a real reason, or do you think he just couldn’t live with who he was?” Her fingers were knotted in her lap and she fell deep into thought.

“Who knows why he did it.” What else was I meant to reply?

“I know why he did it, Harry.” She whispered back. “And I think you may know too.” I gave her an uncertain look, mirroring my thoughts. I had no idea why he jumped but, no matter how much I insisted, she wouldn’t tell me.

Not much else happened that month, however, me and Ricky did go to watch a few of Jessica and Lizzie’s rehearsals, thoroughly enjoying ourselves and, for the first time in a long while, I felt like I had a good, steady life. Slowly, I began to forget a little of the past events.

It was just a shame that the stupid girl had to ruin it all.

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