Dear Lizzie,
It's been a week. I walk by your house on the way to school, and it's so silent. When you were there, everything about your house was so bright and welcoming. Now it's just empty. I heard your family's moving, too. Maybe they just can't stand walking past your bedroom and knowing what happened in there. I know I wouldn't be able to.
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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
