And it feels strange, almost sad, to walk through ther empty halls. Each step I take sounds so lonely.

But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.

And in high school, people are always watching so there's always a reason to pose.

I wanted people to trust me, despite anything they'd heard. And more than that, I wanted them to know me. Not the stuff they thought they knew about me. No, the real me. I wanted them to get past the rumors. To see beyond the relationships I once had, or maybe still had but that they didn't agree with.

I hope you're ready, because I'm about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended. And if you're listening to these tapes, you're one of the reasons why.

I decided to find out how people at school might react if one of the students never came back.

Two steps behind her, I say her name. "Skye.