We are all still wondering.....why? Why would you do this? There are a million reasons that could explain it, but we still don't know why. No one would have ever expected it, and most everybody still seems like they're in denial about the whole thing. I can see why you might have done what you did. Where we live, there's only so much room to fail. And the way you were, it seemed as if you never had to worry about it. You were so smart, so talented, so strong. It looked as if it all came naturally.

Everybody loved you, and if you can see right now what people are saying about you, you'll notice that none of it is short of praise. Everyone thinks you were perfect. And maybe that's why you did it. But I wish, even though I didn't even know you, I wish for the sake of your twin sister, and the sake of your family, that you'd talked to someone - anyone. From what I've heard, you were never good about talking about your emotions, and I guess I can see why. For someone with such a reputation, you might not wanted to have ruined it by letting other people know you had problems. Maybe you were scared to give up perfection. Maybe you were afraid that you'd fall off your pedestal if people knew you were having trouble with life. But that's what we all need to realize.

Where we live, it seems like if you're not perfect, if you're not the next wonderboy, or the next supergirl, you're a nothing. And it took you to make us realize this. Did you know that Fairfield County has the highest suicide rate in all of Connecticut? I wonder if you knew. Did you know that once you killed yourself, all of where we live would be shaken from our title of the best little town? I wonder if you knew the effect you would have on everyone. But I do know that you were sorry. And I know that if you could take it back, you most likely would. Your eyes, right after the fire, told your family that. Your eyes told the paramedics that. Your eyes, though only seen by a few in your last few hours, told us all that heroes die, but legends live forever.

You will live forever, Sam, as many of us can already see. The magnetic poetry on your now empty locker that reads "We love you." shows us that you'll never go away. The hundreds of memorial poems tacked to the senior hallway announcement board shows us that you'll never go away. And the visions that you've left us of your legacy show us that anyone, no matter how amazing, no matter how strong, no matter how godly they appear, can always vanish in a matter of weeks, a matter of days, a matter of hours.

No one will ever forget you Sam. Not even suicide could take you away.

From a girl who probably passed you in the halls everyday, and never realized it,