Who is Joannie Ray? (StoryADay Post)

On December 9, Joannie Ray was found dead in her bedroom. No one knew how or why it happened, and the police couldn’t detect any foul play or suicide. But Joannie Ray was dead and that’s all there was to it.

Or maybe that’s not the whole story.

As you can see, everyone knows someone like Joannie Ray. She could have been that shy girl sitting next to you in the classroom, the girl who always kept her head down and never spoke to anyone unless it was a teacher. She could have been the woman next door who always stared out of the window in her living room, never leaving the house. She could have been that woman who sits in the back of your local church, the woman who everyone spoke about as having some mental issues.

She could have been your sister, your daughter, your niece, or your cousin.

But you didn’t care about her, or did you?

Instead of forcing her to be happy, you should have sat her down and listened to her. She never liked being mentally ill or disabled, and yet, you treated her like she was a delicate piece of glass instead of a decent human being.

If you did that, she wouldn’t have to hide her pain behind that ugly clownish smile.

But it’s too late now; you chose to ignore her. And when you did, the demons of the world came and claimed her for their own.

She’s dead now, and it’s all your fault.