Dear Ryland,
Sometimes, I still wonder if you faked your death like Rocky. But then I realize that it's impossible. You're dead. They literally found pieces of you inside of your car. Has no one mentioned that you were basically torn to shreds in the car accident? Someone walking by found your head, smashed in on itself, on the sidewalk. Your head was ripped from your neck. And thinking about that makes me hate myself more and more.
-Rydel
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Dear Ryland (Triolgly to 'Dear Rocky') {Wattys 2016}
FanfictionThey always say your life always flashes before you eyes, but you don't beleive it until your dead.
