When I was in sixth grade, a girl that was in the eighth grade at the time hung herself. Something went wrong and she became a vegetable and then had to be euthanised. I remember being confused as to why anyone would do such a thing. And to think that only a few months later I'll start having those same thoughts. I remember seeing her classmates crying. Some of the teachers were also in tears, that week some classes were skipped because they went to her funeral.