During my first year in college, there was a suicide. Speculations were rife. Folks talked about drugs, pregnancy, debts, and all kinds of way off notions.
The young lady who did away with herself was quite good looking. Like most students in the expensive private school, she came from a well-to-do family. Her academic record was not top notch, but she was holding her own.
Months after her death, some kind of shadow still hung over the student body. People seemed a little more sober. Even loud laughter and horsing around seemed to be capped. I suppose for those few counted as her close friends, life probably could not be the same as before. They were all hit by the frailty and the temporal state of life on earth.
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