You’ve truly done it. Your constant harrassing and insulting led me into a deep depression.
Cummy is an inspiration to me, I always wanted to be as famous and popular as him, and once he was gone, I took the chance. But my short time of fame was not the praising fame I imagined it to be but rather a wave of hate and anger.
Although I did get attention and was being talked about for once, now that Cummy is back I have no hope in getting any attention ever again.
And since nobody is going to miss me anyway, I made the decision to end my miserable life.
I had hoped we could become friends.
Goodbye.

P.S.:
I did not kill Cummy.