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#depression #loss #loneliness #unicorn
    ~Hey! Look at this! Someone retweeted our unicorn tweet to nine thousand and twenty-eight followers! And look at your account! You got more than a hundred new followers since last night!~
    "Who cares."
    ~I care! Now we have over three hundred.~
    "We? Last time I checked this was my account."
    ~When is the last time you checked? I'm the one doing all the checking. You haven't looked at Twitter all day today.~
    "I was at school. I was busy."
    ~Yeah, right. Anyway, we need to finish our talk.~
    "Finish what?"
    ~What happened to Stanley.~
    "What about him? You know everything. I don't need to go there."
    ~I think you do.~
    "No! I don't!"
    ~You see?~
    "You see what?"
    ~You see how badly you need to go back and tell me everything.~
    "You already know everything. You've been there."
    ~Tell me. Please.~
    "I can't."
    ~Why not?~
    "It hurts too much. See? You're making me cry all over again."
    ~Maybe you haven't cried enough.~
    "Are you kidding me? Ever since I learned he died I’ve cried myself to sleep just about every night. Don't you remember what happened at the funeral? Dad had to take me outside I was that loud. I was so out of it!"
    ~Please. Please tell me.~
    "I wouldn't even know where to begin."
    ~How about the gymnasium? The morning you got off the bus and went to the gym to wait for the bell?~
    "It was supposed to be like any other day. We got off the bus and went to wait in the gym for the bell before we were allowed to go to the classrooms. Even though it was already 8:40, the bell didn't ring. I was Googling some stuff when I overheard Nikki and Chloe. They were sitting in the row behind me, and I heard every word they said to each other. It went like this:
    "I had the weirdest dream last night," Nikki said.
    "Tell me," Chloe said.
    "I was at home and someone rang my doorbell. I opened the front door and there was Stanley standing outside. He looked kind of sad. I don't think I said anything to him. He just looked at me and said, 'I'm going to miss you, Nikki.' That's it. He disappeared before I could say anything," Nikki said.
    "Are you two still dating?" Chloe said.
    "No," Nikki said, "we're just good friends."
    "You sure about that? I mean, you're dreaming about the guy." I turned around and saw Chloe shrug and wink at Nikki. They both giggled.
    "I was getting bored because it was now 9 a.m. and still no bell. People were kind of looking around when the gym door opened and the principal, both assistant principals, the school counselor and pretty much all of the teachers marched in like a procession. They seemed pretty grim. We were confused, thinking someone did something illegal and they came to investigate or something. We didn't know what was happening. And then the principal spoke out. I still remember her every word. I was in such shock, I think my mind remembered everything so that I would listen to it later because there was no way I was willing to believe what the principal said right there and then."
    ~What did the principal say?~
    "We have very sad news. One of our students, Stanley Mannick, died last night. It was a tragic accident. We do not have much detail, but those of you who need help will be able to get it in our school. We have counselors from the whole county who will be stationed in various offices. Please do not hesitate to come and talk to them. We encourage each and every one of you to seek their counsel. They are professionals trained in helping you in the grieving process and in everything you may need in the next couple of weeks. There won't be any lessons in classrooms today. You are all encouraged to speak to one another, to your teachers, and, of course, to our trained counselors. E-mails went out to all of your parents. Now let's take a moment and remember Stanley in silence."
    ~I'm so sorry.~
    "Ahhh...."
    ~Here, come here. Hush, baby, hush. Here's a tissue. Blow your nose.~
    "Ahhh!"
    ~I guess you haven't cried enough. It's good for you. Here, let