Escrita por: rafaelhscal2018
Hello again, it's me, Hannah Baker. Yes, myself. Alive and in stereo. It can accommodate you wherever you are and fine tune your cassette player or any device you want. But many must be thinking, "Am I not dead? .. No. I am not. The 11 reasons I didn't win the battle. But then I Anyway, the problems of that school go far beyond the whys of the previous tapes.
And yes, if you're asking, the rules are the same. Simple and straightforward. Listen to them all and move on to the next person. When you're done, put them in the mailbox and you can send to the next one. At number 13, this time don't send to hell. But at a proper address I'll pass. Yes, if that satisfies curiosity, I'm in Crestmont. Where? Who knows.I can be anywhere on the map that is next to the box.As can be just my voice.I notice everything that happens.I saw the judgment.I saw my funeral.And believe me, I am quite alive, more than can you imagine
But unlike the previous batches, there won't be 13 complaints, but 13 findings about what I saw from each of you. After all, a few months have passed and some things have changed, right? And how I survived? You will know much later. Friend's warning. Don't try to cheat. Like the others I have copies of these too. And they may be used at some time in public if the toilets are destroyed. Be careful, my people. And don't worry. it's bitter like the previous ones. At least not so much.
Which doesn't stop me from saying what pleases me or not. These are just comments I made from each of you. If you like it, okay, if not, patience, nor did Jesus please everyone. I tried to be more sincere and balanced this time , especially after seeing the hell you caused me on the previous tapes. I'm getting better, and you can get compliments and criticism when I think it's appropriate. Especially for those who called me or whatever I call crazy bitch.
Except who should be listening to these lovely new ribbons might be wondering. How did she save herself? Calm, unhurried, we're just starting. At the right moment, I talk about how and when. Well, where should we start?
Oh yes, for the events that followed mine, let's say death. It's comfortable, I hope so. Take a juice, a hot chocolate or a snack and relax. This is the story of my second life. or maybe better said, of my return to life. Let's start with the complaints of that disgusting bully. Yes, I imagine you already know who I am referring to. The one who has taken away all my joy in life, which I am trying to recover. I've been thinking a little about that, maybe forgive those who hurt me. With the exception of my beloved Helmet, which never hurt me and that disgusting one, which I would go to hell. that can't be cited on these tapes that I wouldn't mind seeing again.
You can be sure, all of you who hear this tape, that I know what happened at the trial. And I will be very honest; I did not expect you to mostly defend me. Thanks for that. But ... it was not better to have that attitude while Was I alive Wouldn't it make more sense What do you think Calm down I'll talk one by one
I didn't expect the guy who gave me the first kiss would still defend me. And even more, I could understand what was going on at that school. helped you? Even more from someone who has referred to me as a crazy bitch. Yes, Justin, as in previous tapes, the first one is you ..
Clay was still shaken from the latest events, but he felt lighter. He took a shower and moved to school. A week had passed since the funeral. He had heard more tapes. He was thinking, What do you mean? It wasn't just those 7 Hannah tapes. By the way, you died, how can that be? That doesn't make sense ...
The boy was confused. These tapes were not the copies in Tony's possession. No. They were new tapes left at his door, just like the previous ones; Numbered with blue ink and everything. But there was a difference. Just one. The numbers. From 8 to 14.He heard the first tape. Her voice was unmistakably Hannah's. Was she alive? How was she rescued? A thousand thoughts were coming to her head ... He didn't know: Did he actually give her time to save her? and like the others, it started with Justin. What the fuck! He thought. He listened to the boring history class, in which the teacher played a movie about Vietnam and fell asleep. He went out and went to the courtyard. listen:
Yeah Justin, it seems that everything that happened at Jess's party turned against you. But it would be unfair to compare you with that friend of yours. Incidentally what a bad taste you have for friendships. You and honestly, I could have prevented that. But we didn't. Fear? Cowardice? Lack of care? In any case, I don't hate you, Justin. No, how could I hate someone who gave me the first kiss? Your family life is hard, just like the day I took care of you. "And in court did you remember that? Maybe I'll come to you for an hour just to say thank you." Point A-1. Eisenhower Square. Remember this place? I know so, this is where it all started on those other tapes. A kiss, yes a mere kiss at the end of the slide, caused a whole whirlwind and to make matters worse, Justin, a photo, an innocent photo, that started all over. that hell. Just because I was skipping on a slide and by chance, some of my panties were on display. It was enough for millions of stories to show up. And you just put more gas in the fire. to burn you too. And you know, you're a sweet boy, lost, very wrong, and even stupid, but who wouldn't be, with the shit you had? Now I see that. I tried to help you that day, you remember. "The day you were so tired, so destroyed, that I even offered you my bed. You had left your house, fought with your stepfather's asshole. And I welcomed you. And if any perv is listening, no , that's not what you're thinking. I slept on the floor and Justin stayed in my cam The.
And now you're under arrest, paying for agreeing to what the damn Bryce did. Soon you'll be free, on such parole. You should have protected Jess. I could, but it was freezing. You tried to get him off her, but you gave up. And I hope you can pay your mistake fairly. You hurt me, but others hurt me a lot more. And you can be sure, every wound you hit me came back to you. .
Clay stopped listening when he got home. He hadn't talked to almost anyone that day. But he wondered why Hannah had recorded other tapes. By the way, was it possible?
"Never mind, then I'll think about it," he said. He put on Crestmont's uniform and went to work. That day, everything went smoothly. A client wanted more butter in the popcorn and the boy did the same way Hannah had taught him. He missed her, that humor and that usual joy. She called him the Helmet. And she called him that because he went to work on a motorcycle, even though he usually rode a bicycle. They were memories that would never leave his mind. His great friend and his great love, which for him were lost forever.
The clock on the counter wall was ticking. It was almost time to leave. He swept the floor of the cinema, removed the gum stuck to the chairs and hit the spot. At that moment, the place was empty, until he heard a familiar voice:
"Helmet-Come here!" It was softly, almost a whisper.
I couldn't believe it. Only one person called him by that nickname. Could it be ...
- Whoa, who's there?
"Stop being silly, Helmet, it's me." "Did you see a ghost?"
Yes, Hannah. Long brown hair, bright blue eyes, and her usual jacket. In her hand, a long red wig and dark glasses. The boy was confused, but he felt it was herself; No, more than that, I was sure, even though I didn't understand why:
"Hannah, is that you?" "You're alive! I don't believe it. Is that you? How?"
-Shhh.Don't talk so loud, Clay. I can't show up yet. But it's me: Do you doubt?
"Why did you disappear? I can only be dreaming. You should be in a coffin ..."
"That coffin was empty. But I can't talk about it now. Do you really think I'm a ghost?" She smiled sarcastically. "Okay. Take my arm here," and took off his jacket, revealing two scars on both arms that almost reached mid-forearm
-They are the marks of the blade-At this depth you should have died.Your parents saw you dripping in blood.How you? ..
"Yeah, you're right," she said, sitting in a chair. Yeah, but it was close. But I won't tell you that now. It's too long. How are my parents?
-They were devastated, but they look better ... I found it and you know that the school people now honor you and honor you
"I see. Mom and Dad already know I survived. And a long time ago, Clay." Only this I speak better on the tapes.
-And the school people even made a memorial in their locker. By the way, it was from a nice young girl named Nicole Ryder, but she changed and now locker 123 is a memorial.
"I know that, but I don't know if I like it that much. I appreciate a few. And I must say that some of them I wish I could talk to again. But you're the one I trust the most... And love, Clay." Forgive me for not saying that I survived before and made you so bad. You have suffered so much for me.
-You can't imagine how much I suffered from your loss ... I was afraid to forget you.And more afraid to let you go.When you came back.I never saw you ...
"Wait Clay," she gently held the boy's hand. "The important thing now is that you know I didn't leave you. One of the reasons that made me stay alive was you. But I can't give you more details. I just came here to see you." yes, once again forgive me for making you suffer so much. You don't deserve this ..
-But I was afraid to forget you, with all that happened, my mind, my soul just thought of you ...- I don't know if you understand ..
"I see, yes, I do," Hannah said, tears in her eyes. "I would never forget you. The first person I would say was here is you. After my parents, of course. But make sure. Helmet, very little you don't." lost me forever.
-I was so scared, just trying to think of a way to get revenge on that wretch that ruined you.And at the funeral I let you go ...
"I know. Forget it, you wouldn't." He gave her a caring look. "Neither do I." As they say, so remember. As far as you are talking, I never left. Crestmont. Only that I disguised myself after I left the hospital. I couldn't show up, Helmet. And you didn't see me, because it wasn't time. You let me go, but you didn't know I was still here.
"Why did you do that? You mean the funeral was all a theater?"
"I'll tell you later. Anyway, you got my tapes, didn't you?"
-Yes, another one like those other
"These are different. The order is very similar, but you will see that they are different."
-Where do you live?
"I can't talk now, but I assure you, sometimes you'll find me at home. Dad and Mom know I'm alive now as I just told you. I just asked them not to spread it. I stopped by to see them." Tony knows it too. But I want it to be just you, for now. Some people know, But ... The others will know little by little.
"I must be going crazy, but that's fine. I keep it a secret," he said firmly.
"I know you're going Clay," she smiled.
"I love you, Hannah, sorry I didn't tell you while you were here. I tortured myself missing you. I wanted to put a bullet in that bastard Bryce, who did this to you. And the others also made me very angry," Clay said with a point of shame.
-You already said that-and giggled-Forget it.That sob had what it deserved.And hope far away from here.But do not become a killer.As for the others, I'm appearing slowly.I found the ball very beautiful that they did for me.That I'll tell later on the tapes.Listen all
-If you need me, look for me here at the cinema, or in my room.I'm late at night before Dad and Mom realize.I was happy with the case won, this money helped the drugstore a lot ....
"So you didn't show up before?"
More or less But then I promise to tell you everything. Live or in stereo ....
"You are your craze," he laughed lightly. Take care of yourself and kissed her on the cheek
"You too," and disappeared into the darkness at the cinema.
Clay closed the doors of the Crestmont, took his bike, and drove around town. He arrived at Eisenhower Park. He sat on a bench that used to sit with Hannah. She was there. No, not this time. But seeing her again gave her some relief. She took off Tony's cassette player and listened again:
Justin Foley, Justin, Justin, such a handsome boy and such a wreck. He walked with the wrong company, didn't know how to choose friends and even left his girlfriend in hand. But, relax, you're not bad. I saw that he even made friends with Clay . Also because it was he and Tony that took you off the streets, where you sank deeper and deeper. Good choice. Clay is a good and decent boy, and I like him very much, you should know that no? Much more than the kiss he gave me, he gave me affection, affection and support. But I followed that legal joke. I saw it. in a suit and tie to give a statement. And you defended me. That I thought was cute, but a little weird. Why would you defend me, I don't know. But it seems that your asshole-humiliating attitude to Hannah bitch started to fade away. Not to mention that you protected Jess, finally bringing clarity to that case. What's good for you, that alpha male stance gave me and disgust. And did you see what you got out of it? A few months watching the sun rise And sometimes I think it was good for this whole trial to happen, because this school has to be reformed at the very root. What a horrible culture that athletes, I'm the badass-I-can-pick-up-do with girls. Why, it's silly to think I'm the only one. Or to Jess. No. You saw, Justin, you saw what your little fucking playboy friend did, and what you got: Yes, a big house, a pool, that Bryce's parents helped you with. But you turned what? A puppy, a You really wanted to play macho when you showed that picture to your friends, but you ended up making my life a nightmare from that moment on. If you were aware of it, I really don't know. And worst of all, I was enchanted by you. You really have the gifts of bewitching a girl, be it your charm, your mischievous look or your smile, damn smile that I will never tire of repeating.
I'm glad you're at least starting to be a decent guy. Because I tell you, if there's one thing I hate the most is an idiot. I've met a lot and you're not the first and not the last. But you have fixed yourself and even become friends with my beloved Helmet, you deserve a little credit, after what caused me on tape 1 of the previous batch. I wish we might see Justin. for girls and not like frog. Anyway, you're the first one I'm going to talk about. The others will have their sides as well. And each one will have a reserved moment.
Something you must have grasped about it all, I guess. Never let a girl down, Mr. Foley. Or better, Justy, Isn't that what Jessica calls you? Or called, because after what you stopped doing, I don't know if she'll. Listen to you again. Well, you love her, even in your crooked way. Only he's with Alex now, and you've lost. More on other tapes, dear Justin. You deserve a more detailed talk on later tapes. See you later