Dear Lizzie,
I saw Jase at the mall today. He didn't seem to notice me; his eyes just slid right past me, empty and glazed over. I heard he's been skipping class and getting high instead. He really loved you, you know. You could've built something beautiful with him, Lizzie. But you just wrecked him instead.
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Dear Lizzie
Short StoryDear Lizzie, Everyone says you’re gone. But you can’t be—you’re Lizzie. You just can’t. But you really are, aren’t you? // letters written by a girl who just wants her best friend back
