Post by LOGAN RILEY WHITLOCK on Dec 3, 2014 19:46:44 GMT -8
Logan Whitlock was a ray of sunlight. He was cheer incarnate and never passed an opportunity to make someone smile. But truth be told..Logan was depressed. He had been ever since he was younger. But he'd always pushed it aside, other people came first. That was just his way. He always put every one else before him. His family, his friends. He was the big brother, the shoulder to cry on, the one who always said the right things to help people.
But everyone was entitled to be a little selfish at least once right? They were allowed to do something just for them, no matter the consequences? Atleast, this was Logan's line of thinking as he scrawled a letter out. He'd spent his childhood beaten for being a half blood by his father, watching his mother be beaten for being a muggle. He'd never found love, and when he thought he might of, he was just to damned nervous to do anything about it. He didn't need to protect his sister anymore, she'd been protecting herself all this time by hiding her werewolf side.
What else did he have to live for? His sister and mother were safe. And there were no amount of words he could tell himself that got the idea from his head. All the things he'd done to help people, to make them feel better, and he couldn't do it for himself. He'd been suffering silently all this time, too meek and mild to ask someone to listen to him, as he so often had for others. He had fallen into a chasm full of shadow, and there was no longer a light to look up to...to climb toward.
With a quiet finality he wrote.
'To whomever find this letter,
Please don't leave this to lie. Or crumble it and toss it to the bin, as I am asking my final favor of you. To whoever finds this...my name is Logan Whitlock, and I need you to give my final goodbyes.'
The words felt odd, uncertain but...
'I need my sister, Delilah, to know that this isn't her fault. In any way. This was a decision I put off for quite some time. But now..now I think it's finally time for me to go. Tell her that I loved her, as much as any big brother could. That I couldn't be prouder of her, and hope she finds exactly what she's looking for in life. But please, please let her know above all else that there was nothing she could have done to stop this. I would tell her this all myself, but I can't bear to have her see me as anything less than what she knows...And tell Benjamin Myers, I couldnt have asked for a better friend. He is a great person, and I hope this doesn't hurt him.... I guess this is all I really have to say. All that's important to me.
To end this, I want to thank you, for taking this task for me, and to tell you that you couldn't have stopped it either. Whether you found this letter sooner, or made an effort to talk to me or some other notion. This is no ones fault.
-Logan Whitlock.'
He tucked the letter under a loose stone, near the entrance, so that it would be visible to any who came up after him in the owlery, and stood before to gaping maw where the owls flew in. He was allowed a selfish act, he was allowed to do what was best for him...he was allowed one chance to take a leap..and that was now. As he feet stood at the edge of the cobbles, he took in a steady breath and closed his eyes.
