That little note he left made us all wondering.

“I exist.”

I knew that particular detail from my mom. She was a friend of his mother. He hung himself with a guitar strap in his room. Not even his parents know why.

He was a normal kid with the least of problem in his hands. He was an only child. All affection went to him alone. He got all the needs he asked.

The question of why haunted everyone including me. That smile he sent me must’ve meant something.

But the police never tried harder. They ended the case with a simply suicide of a teen. My mind wondered further to be his personal detective.

“Being afraid is a serious violation of the force in the universe.” He said on a clear day when we were still a pair of close friends. Continue reading “Teens part 2” →