Dear Ethan,
Hayden found me. He's going to a mental institute once they find him. He's on the run. Why? Hayden shot me in the head.
I'll never talk again. I lost my speech. I can't raise Ethan without my voice. I wouldn't be able to teach him how to read.
I'll probably die soon. This is a goodbye to you. Or is it a hello? All I ask is for Ethan to be safe and happy after I'm dead...
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Lost Half
Non-Fiction{Warning: Contains suicide, sexual items, and self-harming.} I'm heartbroken. I have had a major crush on my best friend Ethan for years, since about the time I met him. I confessed to him a few weeks ago, and when I was following him to the park to...
