Summer has come and past,

the innocent can never last.

Wake me up when September ends.

Like my fathers come to pass,

seven years has gone so fast.

Wake me up when September ends...

" 'There's something about hurtful words to one another that can cause so much pain, even without trying. Like just saying that some girl is a whore, just because she can really relax and hang with the guys... so much pain can be caused. The indirect anger towards someone can really affect the target even if they didn't hear it. What's worse is when friends think they could trust one another enough to share their darkest secrets, and everything begins to fall apart.' " A crying mother read from a piece of paper in front of a coffin covered in flowers. This paper was found in her dead daughter's hand.

" 'It was her fault that she had sex with her boyfriend, but then again it also wasn't. When these friends entered High School as Freshman's they had no idea how leecherous guys could be. Praying on their dreams of love and romance, and molding it into their worst nightmare. Some girls don't have a problem with it, others do. Some girl's loose their common sense in the chaotic battle between the sexes and end up giving up themselves to the victor... but never by choice. Lies can be formed in the mind of the victim, like me. I lost my head, I thought I was in love but it was really a lie. My friends knew that, but because I wanted to believe in love so much I had ignored them. I wish I had listened but at the same time, I'm happy I didn't.' "

The audience of this viewing of the now long gone teenage girl listened quietly and cried, some sobbing more than others.

Here comes the rain again,

falling from the stars.

Drenched in my pain again,

becoming who we are.

The impact of her sucide was something not many could forget. Many even wanted to forget the moment they left this building. It wasn't fair that this girl's young life ended like this; full of pain and having nowhere to turn to. The girl's friend's sat scattered among the viewers listening with wide open eyes and crying, their hearts were breaking and they had been part of it all.

As my memory rests,

but never forgets what I lost.

Wake me up when September ends.

" ' I know it's not fair,' " The mother continued to read after her pause, gasping for the breath and courage to go on, " 'But don't cry or be sad, the whore in our group is gone. I wont bother you anymore. I'm sorry I had been prettier than you... in your eyes. God made me this way, I didn't ask for it... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for my mistakes, I'm sorry for being around you and acting like a 'whore'...' " The mother had no strenght to go on. She sobbed and cried, collapsing on her feet, the father came up and took her back down to her chair and he read for her. " ' I'm sorry I was more comfortable than you when hanging with the guys. I'm sorry for how I acted around them...' "

Summer has come and past,

the innocent can never last.

Wake me up when September ends.

Ring out the bells again,

like we did when Spring began.

Wake me up when September ends.

All that had really happened was that she could wrestle with the boys. Her friends judged her for that when they did it too, but maybe less than her. But there really was no call for it, talking behind her back and considering her the whore she wasn't. This poor girl had made a mistake and she paid the price for it, she thought she could trust her friend's enough with that secret but it was thrown back in her face countless times. She couldn't take it anymore...

Here comes the rain again,

falling from the stars.

Drenched in my pain again,

becoming who we are.

As my memory rests,

but never forgets what I lost.

Wake me up when September ends.

" 'I thought I could trust my dark secret with my friend's, but it was always thrown back into my face... I didn't enjoy what I did, I really didn't. When I tried to share my experience I was told to shut up, I'm a hypocrite with sex. You brought me down constantly, so I'm returning the favor. In response to your words you aren't burdened with me anymore, so stop crying.' "

Summer has come and past,

the innocent can never last.

Wake me up when September ends.

" 'I'm sorry to my family, they had to loose me. I'm sorry to my second and pure love, you never judged me on my past, you supported me and I love you so much for it. I'm sorry to the one friend I was actually able to turn to, the one who stuck up for me... Mom, Dad, brother, sister... My family in it's whole. Diana and Billy, thank you so much for loving me no matter what I did.' " The father paused, catching his own breath and breaking out into tears but he breathed and continued on. " 'I only wish I could've been accepted by all for my mistakes. Good-Bye, and I love you.' "

Like my fathers come to pass,

twenty years has gone so fast.

Wake me up when September ends.

Wake me up when September ends.

Wake me up when september ends.

And it ended. September, the sadest month anyone in this town will remember. In the first few weeks of school there was a life and now it's gone because of all the hurt she had endured and bottled up inside her for the longest time since her Freshman year.

Words can really hurt, they have an impact on people whether they were meant or not. This girl's friend's turned a deaf ear to her admitting her mistake and apologizing to them for it, they had kept on hating with a fake and plastered smile on their face. Now everyone paid the price for not stopping once it began, for not listening when someone wanted to be heard. But now they'll hear, and they'll remember it whether they want to or not.


A.N.: I was crying making this... there's a purpose to this One Shot, listen carefully. I do not own Green Day's song "When September Ends".