liliesandivory
Oct 18, 2015
Graduate / Moment that changed everything [5]
In February of 2008, I received a call from my dorm room. It was Vanessa. Her voice cracked but she didn't hesitate. "Jenn is gone. She killed herself last week." Jenn was one of my best friends in high school.
When Jenn died, there was no one with her. No one to talk her out of it. She planned her suicide the moment the rest of her family was on vacation. It took them a week to figure out that she was dead. By that time the smell of her corpse seeped into the rooms, forcing her family to move out. Time and time again it would run through my head. 'How could I have missed this?' If only I thought of a solution, I could've saved her.
I always remembered Jenn as someone that I wanted to be. She was one of the first creative souls I've ever encountered. She saw everything with beauty. She was bold, she never cared about what anyone said, and when she decided on something, there was nothing to change her mind. Not even death.
Since the time she passed, she has become to me a kind of spirit. When I imagine my creativity or determination, it has a physical form; and it almost always looks like her. She has transformed me into the creative leader I am today. She reminds me to be determined and never let anything compromise that determination. I have come to realize that even though I couldn't save her, she ended up saving me.
In February of 2008, I received a call from my dorm room. It was Vanessa. Her voice cracked but she didn't hesitate. "Jenn is gone. She killed herself last week." Jenn was one of my best friends in high school.
When Jenn died, there was no one with her. No one to talk her out of it. She planned her suicide the moment the rest of her family was on vacation. It took them a week to figure out that she was dead. By that time the smell of her corpse seeped into the rooms, forcing her family to move out. Time and time again it would run through my head. 'How could I have missed this?' If only I thought of a solution, I could've saved her.
I always remembered Jenn as someone that I wanted to be. She was one of the first creative souls I've ever encountered. She saw everything with beauty. She was bold, she never cared about what anyone said, and when she decided on something, there was nothing to change her mind. Not even death.
Since the time she passed, she has become to me a kind of spirit. When I imagine my creativity or determination, it has a physical form; and it almost always looks like her. She has transformed me into the creative leader I am today. She reminds me to be determined and never let anything compromise that determination. I have come to realize that even though I couldn't save her, she ended up saving me.