Dear Dakota,

A year ago today you left us. By your own choice. I didnt really know you, i was just able to point u out in da hallways and had heard one or two crazy stories involving you. But boy did i shed tears for you at the memorial assembly, at graduation, and last night at the start of this day when i went thru your baby pics that your mother put up for others to view on this day. You looked SOO happy and picture after picture all i could see was love between you and your parents. Your friends miss you SOOO much, you dont understand how many hearts broke a year ago when the news was given. I still remember math class that day. math 8th pd with mrs robertson was always loud and crazy. Eva always up to something. But not that day...Eva couldnt even stay in school she was soo shook so heartbroken, that math pd we were terribly quiet no one talking. we got thru a whole lesson for the first time, and mrs robertson just looks at us and simply asks "are u guys ok?" and of course we were not. no one responded. the rest of that week and even the following week the senior class seemed so dead...teachers were also different. no work was given to us. Jen the clown of the group, the jokester, looking the saddest i have everrr seen her, she misses you oh so much. those days were so hard for her, none of us knew wat to do, we just didnt. It hurt to see so many of my friends crying and i just didnt kno wat to do. and even i cried after that assembly i rmr crying to Juan and him takin me to class and it being like 10 mins before i was able to go in. and to think i didnt even kno you. or how after everyone walked across the stage at graduation we all stood and watched your parents walk across for you, your mother crying her eyes out. it was like wow. and to think that Dakota you were just the first of four deaths we would go through senior year. And that i would soon after see all my beloved Juniors at the time be heartbroken. but wat still gets to me is dat unlike Josh and Jordin, your death was self inflicted, you WANTED to die. You, a kid who seemed to have loving parents, friends, had gotten into the college of your choice wanted to end your life in such a brutal way. it blows my mind...that you could blow yours....Maybe you wanted to be something greater because of your death you changed the lives of many such as myself that you might not have been able to do otherwise. And your death def brought the class of 09 together and made us a lil tighter as a whole. But somehow i feel it just wasnt worth it. Not when i think back to those crying faces, and to that empty feeling. I just really hope your happy where you are now. I really do.

RIP

You were such a beautiful baby.

*edit*

I just looked through your memorial page now to finish wat i had started at midnight and there was sooo much to you, its so clear to see that you were gonna be something great. i wont not lie i always thought u were a bit odd but after reading some of your work and hearing all these stories i feel like you were one of those people that i will forever look for to just sit down and have a real conversation with. i got around to talking to people i never had before during senior year. why didnt u give me a chance to meet you?