Lost Feather

This might be the first and the last letter that I will write. Whoever reads this, my name is Jenna Gurzi and there’s something that I need to let go of I regret. There’s this girl that used to go to my school. Her name was Lisa von die Heits. If I remember it correctly, she was pretty much a shy person and I see her mostly outside, sitting onto the ground against a tree during lunch. I never talked to her, until our friend Jessica invited her over to sit at our table. I learned that she is a kind person and is usually lost in thoughts most of the time. If I knew that the friend group was toxic around that time, I would’ve taken her away from it and we would’ve become close best friends with maybe other people. If she were still here, she would've been an animal rescuer of the town. But now.. Anyways, weeks passed by and Lisa got used to us. We hung out at Rachel's place after school. We all agreed to camp around the lake with some guys to help us sneak in. I saw Lisa hesitating for a second, but she went along with it. When she was gone, that's when the girls showed their true colors, again. They've always been shit talking about her behind her back, it's so disgusting. They plan to throw her into the lake and leave her there. I didn't want that, she didn't do anything to deserve that. I couldn't bring out a word that that was wrong, I should've done that. That night arrived and we managed to sneak in. It was too dark to see anything but I knew that the group waited to get their chance to strike. They fucking got their chance after an hour. Lisa started to scream, I could hear Eric shouting to grab her by the arms and legs and tell her to shut up. The girls were laughing and Jessica spat in her face, telling her awful things and calling her with horrible names. I could only stand there and hear. They used a phone flashlight to see where the water was. The boys held Lisa in front of it, the girls told her to enjoy hell. She was thrown into the lake, I didn't see her coming above the water, she was definitely drowning. Jessica told us to run since the security guard might've heard her screaming. We ran away and used the same path to escape as when we came in. Ever since then, Lisa was known as a missing person, her family is devastated. Police kept interviewing us since we were the last people that have seen her. We kept denying. I wish I didn't deny, I wish I could've told the truth. I was too scared and confused. Every night I cry myself to sleep, how could I let this happen? Slowly, I forgot about it until recently. Ilsa suddenly went missing, she was on her way to her boyfriend, but she never got there. I realized that I'm being watched by something someone, I don't know who. But it's very uncomfortable and gives me a hard time to do my daily routine. I'm ending this letter now. I've let out all the emotions that I felt and I think that's enough.

Signed,

Jenna Gurzi

The letter is stained with teardrops on a few spots.