Abigial

Epilogue

My dad moved back in with us the next week, after every last remembrance of Scott was gone.
Two weeks before my junior year started, mom took me shopping. It was after I branched out and bought a few colored things that my mom realized the reason I was so depressed was because of dad leaving. It made me mad at first, but then we had a good laugh.
It would take me a while before I could totally give up my black clothes and death metal music though, if I even wanted to. Besides, my dad thought it was cool.

I ended up not giving up on it, but I did give up on cutting myself and the death poems. My life was great, now that my dad was back and Scott was behind bars. And hey, there’s even this guy in my English class that I really like. You think something might happen?

Sincerely,
Abigail Margaret Hayes