Prologue: The First Letter

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Dear Marnie,

It's been a while since I've talked to you, things are getting back to normal around here, I've moved schools and everything. Mum says its for the best, new school, new friends, new neighbourhood a way to start over. I think it's her way of trying to help me, Dad now has this look of awareness in his eyes as well, it seems as if he thinks about everything he does and says just in case something happens again. I'm scared Marnie, I don't know what I would do if something did happen again.

I miss you a lot, I still hold you close to my heart, too close and everyone can tell, its already been two months although it feels like just yesterday you were there beside me. I miss the way you would smile at every little thing I said, I loved to hear you laugh and I hated it when you would cry. I hated it when you seemed upset and wouldn't tell me why, maybe thats why I also hate myself. I couldn't save you Marnie, people keep telling me it's not my fault but if they knew what really happened they wouldn't be saying that. I hate myself because I did nothing to help you, I was the one that pushed you over the edge wasn't I? I was the one that made you do those reckless things and in the end I was the only one to see you die.

From your Dear Friend.

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