imagine this:

you see a gorgeous girl

walking down the street.

blonde hair, blue eyes.

oh yes! you know her!

mackenzie!

a senior in high school.

straight A's all across the board.

a cheerleader.

popular.

has a loving family

and supportive friends.

what if i told you

she committed suicide?

and if i told you

her brother found her?

imagine this:

dinner's ready.

the whole family is laughing.

your sister is in her room.

dinner's ready.

she's not answering.

mom sends you to go get her.

"dinner's ready."

but you are not met with her smile.

it was her favorite meal,

chicken caesar salad.

"dinn—"

you see the rope

you see the fan

you see her.

what's she doing there,

floating in midair?

"mackenzie?

dinner's ready."

no reply.

"mackenzie?"

nothing.

her eyes were dull and grey.

her skin cold to the touch.

limp.

she was just

—gone.