Spijt Page #4

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Why aren't you at school?

I'm suspended

because of the alcohol.

All I drink now is coffee.

I can't sleep.

I was blind.

I don't understand.

I knew Sanne had problems.

They dump it on your plate.

They're just managers.

They let me take the blame

and they stay out of harm's Way.

But they will organize

a beautiful memorial service.

Which I'm not allowed to attend.

I gave Sanne too much space.

That's my fault.

Take this.

Maybe you can use

some of these pictures.

Mom!

Today We remember Jochem Steeman,

who passed away so unexpectedly.

One of his classmates

Wants to say something.

So I'd like to give

the floor to David.

This is my class.

This is also Jochem's class.

This photo was taken

a few Weeks ago.

But Jochem is not in it.

Our class Without Jochem.

But there is something

of Jochem in this picture.

If you look closely you'll see

his clothes hanging in a tree.

One of the many jokes

each day was filled With.

Every day there was

an opportunity to bully Jochem.

Our class could Write a Whole list.

This is a page

from Sanne's diary.

She did this two Weeks ago.

We all witnessed it.

Nobody said something.

Except for one person.

Vera.

She stood up for him.

But did We listen?

Our class party.

Less than a Week ago.

No alcohol was allowed.

Our mentor said

'If I see it I must say something'.

But he also said

he doesn't see too Well.

But did anybody get drunk?

No.

Except for one person.

Not voluntarily.

The evening before...

he asked me

if We could do something together.

Like What, I asked.

Nothing special.

That's What We thought of him.

Nothing special.

That Woman is my grandmother.

'Jochem has a lot of talent. '

I didn't know that

until three days ago.

Jochem Wasn't Worth our time.

Except in order to bully him.

Bullying Cause Suicide Student

You spoke like a friend.

Thank you.

I Wasn't a friend.

I read his diary.

Some things kept him afoot.

Vera, the piano, Simbad.

And you.

You know the last thing he Wrote?

It's about you.

'For the first time I feel

I have a friend.

He has good ideas.

Like earlier today.

Music is my answer to everything.

Is it true?

Is that enough?

Tonight I'll play

with that thought in my head.

David gives hope. '

Sounds like a friend.

Police.

Regret

based on the book by Carry Slee

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