Suicide

Every time I passed by a building, it will remind me of S. S, just 16, committed suicide last month. she jumped off from the 7th floor of a building situated just in front of her house. She was a friend of my niece. My niece said she wrote on her facebook wall that she wanted to die. But as she was a very happy girl, nobody took her seriously. Of course that changes until she kept her words.

Looking at the building, my mind could not escape thinking of what had happened. Why she committed suicide? Family problem? Love problem? These questions keep repeating on my head. I sometimes saw the mother sitting on the porch looking at the building with sad eyes. I wanted to stop and talk to her, but I just couldn't. I don't have the courage; the courage to see a mother weeps for a daughter that she no longer has.