A Jealous Suicide

There was a boy I knew since 5th grade. He died on May 30th, 2011. He was only 15 years old. He liked this girl and so did his one friend. They got into a fight over the girl. Matt wanted to go out with her, but so did Christian. When Matt got home from the Stay-at-Home festival, he researched ways to shoot himself in the head without killing himself. He pulled out a gun and tried. He was sitting in his closet when he pulled the trigger. He was home alone and it was almost 1 in the morning. He had school the same day. What Matt didn’t realize was that he didn’t do it right. When he pulled the trigger, he ended up killing himself. There was blood and other stuff all over in his closet. Everybody blamed it on Christian, because he’s the one that got into a fight with Matt. We had an assembly about suicide the day he did it. The news spread fast, and when Christian didn’t come to school… everything turned on him. Little did they know, it wasn’t Christian’s fault. We told him that. Matt has been gone for almost a year and I still cry. He wasn’t always the nicest to me, but I didn’t care. I considered him a friend. He was an excellent fire fighter. When he died, the fire company held a dance in his honor. Matt was an amazing boy. RIP!!!