I was talking to Nikki online at around 5 last night. Cassie has hung herself in the skate park fourth period. She wasn't joking. I started crying. I wanted to yak. I found out later on that it was true. Tes phoned me and Leanna and Nikki. She wasn't... gone. She was in the Sick Kids hospital in Toronto. Unconscious. In a comatose state. Today I only went to school in the afternoon. It was horrible. People were spreading rumours about her and all these girls who had only known her a year were balling their eyes out. What about us? Me and Leanna, Nikki and Cavell. We've known her since we were in Kindergarten. The people at Donevan have no respect. It's such a disgrace. Me and Nikki and Cavell were talking about it when I got there and Amanda Stoner and her entourage walks by then stop and come back. "Are you talking about Cassie?" we said yes, because we were and she replied with "Talking bad?" I said "Far from it." and she said "OK, 'cause if you were talking shit I would have busted your ass." Good luck. You know Amanda Stoner, you've seen me with Cassie ever since we were children. When I was eight and you would babysit her, so don't tell me about talking shit to her alright? Alright? Because I would never do that. I might call her weird but she's one of us. The whole group. We found out today she's regained consciousness. Which is a good thing. She's talking and everything which is even better. We can only hope for the best.