国高三（3）班徐光姗同学的小说《凋零的玫瑰》获得外教课堂作业一等奖，并被第二期校园杂志BEAT选中刊登。故事讲述了一名因体型臃肿总受同学欺凌的女生的离奇悬疑死亡事件。死者生前曾频繁登陆一个名为玫瑰的求救的自杀宣言网站，为此看似扑朔迷离的校园跳楼自杀案提供了耐人寻味的线索。经过徐大侦探的缜密调查，竟意外得知导致这场悲剧的最终导火线竟是死者最好的朋友一句‘你这样懦弱的人活在世上有什么意义！还不如死了！’。在受欺负被嘲弄迷失了生活的方向时，得到的却是好朋友的冷嘲热讽。这样的心理负荷让正处于花季岁月的死者选择了纵声一跃，结束了自己的生命。尽管死者的好朋友解释道是因为看不惯她对于一次次的欺负忍气吞声，才说出了那样伤人的话，但是逝去的生命就如凋零的玫瑰，落入土里便被碾成了泥，再也挽回不了。通过这篇文章，我希望大家明白身为朋友，我们应如何正确帮助陷入困境的同伴们。不冷漠，不盲目，做一名能和朋友共同进步向上的人！

Withered Rose

Vivian

The melodious bell rang, and the students were thronging out of the school when a girl jumped from the roof of the teaching building. A pool of blood crept along her long hair, dying the waterfall dark red. There was a stretch of cloudless blue sky, but the heartrending cries made it cloud over.

       I rushed to the spot after receiving the call and took evidence. Suddenly, a crying girl jumped into my attention, I showed her my detective card and asked her, “What is your relationship?”

       The girl stared me for several seconds and replied, “She is my good friend.”

       “Do you know what happened?” I asked without any smile.

       “I…”, I could see her hesitation in her eyes, “I knew something strange, which is a website called The Rose SOS, where lots of net users wrote down the bad things that happened to them and issued the declaration of suicide. Doris, my good friend, went to the website very often these days.”

       “So you mean she committed suicide after entering the Internet? What is the website?”.

       “Www.rosesos.cn”. I wrote it down and then I went back to my office to open the website. A giant rose full of thorns and thistles jumped into my eyes, which then came with a branch of articles written by different people. Some of them lost jobs and could not support their family, others were abandoned by their husband while some students were bullied severely in school. Doris was one of the example.

       “Only because I am stout and don’t like talking, you said I was a dead pig and made my chair loose. When I sat on it, it broke and I dropped on the ground. Then all of you laughed at me!!! Why did you do this?! What on earth am I living for? Damn you!!!!!!” This was written three days ago at 11:08 p.m. I thought I should talk with Doris ’ classmates.

       Afterward, I went to Doris school and asked one of her classmates, “Did you get along with Doris usually?” “We didn’t talk very often and she is very introverted.” “That’s it? Tell me about what you know. Listen, it is a big case. It is a life, ok?” I stared at him somberly. “Well, we always jeered at her and Simon was the one who started it and three days ago, he threatened her because she cried in front of our head teacher after being bullied.” I said thanks to him and told him to keep contact with me. I wondered if Doris committed suicide or was she murdered by the bully called Simon? How could I  find evidence?

       The next day, I arrived at Simon’s house and began to be serious, asking, "Where were you after school 2 days ago? Any witnesses?” He seemed panic and replied, ”I was in the washroom by myself.” “I heard that you had an intense relationship with Doris .Do you know anything about her death?” I stared fixedly at him. “I knew… But, but I didn’t kill her! I just made fun of her, I’ve never thought of taking her life away!” he said in an agitated tone. “Ok, but please go with me for the investigation.” On our way, I noticed his nervous facial expression and he kept sweating. Though no one could prove that he was in the washroom when Doris died, I got no evidence that he was the killer. I needed him to plead guilty.

       However, when we got to the police station, the girl who cried on the spot was there. The policeman told me that she admitted that it was herself who killed Doris . “But why?” I felt so confused. “I didn’t know she would really jump from the building! She was always bullied by others and didn’t do anything against it at all. I had told her many times that she couldn’t be so feeble that everyone would made fun of her at will. Two days ago, we had a quarrel at the top of the teaching building because Simon changed her chair and she fell down. I got angry and said to her, ‘You coward! Why didn’t you yell at him? What are you living for? It would be better to end your own life rather than being bullied every day!’ I said this because I wanted her to change herself, but she nodded and said, ‘You are right… There’s no reason for me to be alive…’ I became indignant because she didn’t understand my meaning and yelled, ‘If you really think so, jump from the building!’ I didn't think she would, really, please trust me… But she smiled at me strangely then really jumped… Oh, I will never forgive myself…” I comforted her and signed, “Life is not like what we think they are supposed to be.”