Chandler Riggs & Carl Grimes Imagines

Letters With Roses | Chandler

(A/N - This is supposed to be written in like a journal btw. I also cried while writing this so be ready🙃It gets worse at the end..)

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6/30/16

Hey,
I've haven't written in this for a while, but I wanted to start writing in it again. But I'll start of doing something short

Do you ever remember about always wanting a journal with something to write about when you were younger?

I still remember wanting to write stuff in a journal when I was younger. I would want to write down my deepest secrets or anything bad I was feeling. I never had anything to write about so I never could write. But now I have things to write about. I've changed since.

I judge myself more.

I over react more.

I cry more.

I don't even look in the mirror .

But I was younger. I didn't deal with that type of stuff. But now I am. And I don't know what to do.

I need you Chandler. I need you here with me.
I can't do this by myself.

It's been 3 days since you're birthday.

3 days since you died in the car crash.

I can't even believed it happened. I didn't want to believe it.

But I had too.

I'll talk you you tomorrow. It's already late.

-Y/N

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7/1/16

Good morning,

It's 3:07 am. I couldn't sleep so I decided write again.

I don't really have any plans for this Fourth of July, but there is other stuff going on.

All of my social media has been blowing up with notifications. I can't stop looking at them.

Each one makes my heart break even more.

Slowly, shattering it.

All the comments and messages.

I think I should really stop writing tonight. I don't want my pillow being soaked in salty tears again.

Talk to you soon Chan <3

-Y/N

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7/8/16

Hey Chan,
Again, staying up early again. This time, I woke up at 5:47 am. Yay...

I've hadn't written in this for about a week. Things have just been hard and I haven't had the time to write.