Hey, it's Jade, Jade Thirlwall.
That's right. It's me, live, and in stereo. Get a snack. Settle in. Because I'm about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended. And if you're listening to this tape you're one of the rea...
Hey, welcome back. You were the most preppy cheerleader in our school. Everyone loved you..even me. Welcome to your tape, Ariana Grande.
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*1 day after, Jade committed suicide*
My alarm blasted throughout my room making me wake up.
"Ugh, why does school have to start so early?" I asked myself as I turned the alarm clock off on my phone, sitting up looking around my room.
I got out under my warm blankets and now I'm cold.
I walk over to my closet and pick out my outfit. I have a reputation for being preppy, just because I'm one of the cheerleaders. But honestly, the real me deep down on the inside is a shy girl, who loves to sing.
I finally figured out what I'm going to wear.
I laid out my clothes on my bed and went to go get in the shower.
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I just got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body trying not to be cold, but failing.
I walked back into my bedroom and dried off. After I dried off I put my clothes on. I'm wearing black leggings, white with black strips shirt, and a pink cardigan over it.
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I got to school and everyone is silent. Wow, something is wrong.
"Hey, Selena, um what's going on?" I asked Selena as soon as I saw her.
She looked at me with sad-looking eyes.
"Well?" I asked her getting impatient. Doesn't she know I can't make out what she is thinking?
"Didn't you hear?" She asked mumbling.
"No," I said.
"Oh, Jade Thirlwall...is...dead."
"Wait what?" I asked trying to process it all.
"You heard me." She said looking down.
"B-but how?" I asked.
"Suicide," Selena said.
"Oh" is all I could say, remembering what I did to embarrass her a little bit.
Well, I have a spam account on Instagram and someone sent me an embarrassing photo of her so I posted it to my account that has 6 thousand followers. It went a little something like this.
*1 week before Jade committed suicide*
"Ari, I have a photo for you," Kylie said to me.
"Ok, what is it?"
She showed me the picture and I died laughing. I had to post it.
