School ended exactly 12 hours and 35 minutes ago, school ended for me. Everyone is happy at the end of school right? wrong. Almost no one was happy. Because the 1 hour before the beginning of the last day of school, an eighth grader died. He hung himself. I'm fairly sure I know why, but I'm not telling anyone on here why. I didn't know the boy who killed himself, but several of my friends did. One of my best friends was very close to him, and I'm worried about her. I could usually see her at least twice a week, but I'm gone for the next 2 weeks. Stupid camp... I just feel like I needed to get that out of me to someone who isn't family or didn't already know.
All I can say now is:
RIP Luke.