Dear Grace,
6 February 2016
We're driving to state right now. I put my blanket on you when you were laying down, but you probably didn't want it. That's okay.
You're sitting next to me And we're both on our phones.
I hope we do good.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Grace
Non-FictionA series of short letters to a once close friend. If she finds this, I hope she knows it's all for her. (TW// suicide, self harm, eating disorder, mental illnesses)
