September 11, 2013
Dear Charlie,
Today was Julia's last day. She's going to a different high-school and is leaving for good. Well not for good, obviously it's not good at all, but she's really gone. And I didn't realize how much this was going to hurt until I got home and cried, because for the last three years Julia has been saving my life.
Julia is the kind of beautiful that makes everyone else feel like they matter and that for once, the prettiest girl could also be the nicest. Julia's that person that everyone goes to for help and advice because she always knows what she's doing. And I love her and her every flaw. Because she's honest to me and I know that her life isn't exactly as perfect as you would think. Especially at home. And for these reasons, and other ones that she can't even explain herself, she has to change schools. And things are going to really suck because there's no one else I would rather to talk to.
I want to visit her though. But she can't have company over a lot more now. I'm really scared because I'm not going to know what to do tomorrow at school when I'm lost in the broken circle of friends I have now.
So maybe I was just not meant to hold on to friends because the greatest ones that I have, leave me somehow. And it only makes me more stressed out on already sad holidays like 9/11. And this makes me remember all those times she was there...
"I'm going to get the nurse. Don't move. I'm going to get you someone right now. Alia, you know I love you. We'll just tell the nurse that you couldn't breathe again. I know today was the worst. And you're at your worst but, you'll be okay. He'll be okay, I promise."
'"I can't do it Julia. This is all my fault isn't it."
"You didn't make him do anything. You don't deserve this. Just know that I'll always be there for you because I love you so much. Always. And you can't leave my side. Fred will get through this."
And now she's gone.
Love always, Alia
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