One page.
The whole school had been gathered in the gymnasium to hear this page be read out, from the curious and frightened youngsters to the apathetic older kids to the students in Sunset’s age group who were too shocked to feel anything. But six girls in particular were interested.
“I should warn you,” spoke Principal Celestia before handing the paper over to the policeman. “This note contains profanity.”
“Hurry up!” whispered Rainbow Dash, glancing anxiously at her friends.
They had been waiting for this page for a month. Would it have all the answers to every single burning question in their heads? Why had Sunset killed herself? Had she been having a bad home life? Was it their fault?
To be honest with themselves, none of the many students waiting for the policeman to read the note out expected it to be rude. They all expected it to be apologetic, sad, like Sunset had been in the few times she had let her guard down and shown her feelings. What they did not expect was what the man read.
"To whom it may or may not concern,
"The last couple months I've been trying to make amends for all the trouble I caused. It doesn't seem to matter to anyone though. The members of the Rainbooms were supposed to look out for me and teach me how friendships are made. They have treated me like complete shit. I thought when Twilight came back I could tell her what I was feeling, but she's been more interested in her friends that are fighting with each other. I thought that cutting my arms would give the release I needed to get through this but when they decided to show their hypocrisy in the second round of the competition, I couldn't take anymore.
"By hanging myself in front of the school, I'm showing my celebration for how fucked up humans really are. Hopefully everyone will feel better once I'm gone, especially those who were supposed to be my friends.
"Goodbye and fuck off."
The room erupted with whispered chatter from hundreds of students. Young children trying to wrap their head around the idea that someone would kill themself and the school would read out a note that had swearing in it, apathetic teenagers rolling their eyes and assuming that she must still be a jerk if her note was that rude and confused kids who had never considered the idea that it was their fault.
But the students who were the most shocked and upset were the six girls sitting in the front.