12/23
Dear Adam,
This is for you. The reason I'm here is because of you. You are my whole world. You know what I like and what I don't. You know whether I like strawberry, or grape.
Strawberry. She hates grape.
You know everything. And you're my big teddy bear. Even if I never send this out-
Never send this out? Alice, why wouldn't you tell me?
to you. The world isn't working. I know that you need me, but that's a lot. One day, you'll understand why I feel this way. I'm not leaving though. I need you. I promise you. I gotta go, Dad's calling me.
Love,
Alice.
That's it? That's all she wrote? Alice? There has to be more somewhere. Never mind. I have to get ready for school, and I've got a bus to catch. I throw on any jeans and a sweatshirt and bolt out the door.
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"Wait for me!" The bus isn't even there and I'm screaming. "Don't leave me behind." I fall to me knees and start to softly cry. "Don't leave me like Alice did."
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