Tomorrow's Friday.
I know we haven't done our Friday night hangout ritual in over two years, but this feels like the first one without you.
I had a pop quiz in chemistry today.
I always remembered how you laughed and then said, "Good luck champ."
Then you'd leave and head to study hall while I'd endure the test.
Everyone else got over you when it happened. I'm the only one who feels like the mourning has just begun.
My mom spoke to me and she told me how I was strong and that his family would never be able to repay me for what I've done.
What have I done? I killed my best friend.
- Lost again
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Letters to Charlie
ParanormalWhat happens when your best friend saved your life by giving up his, but there's a catch. He will come back, just not entirely alive. But something went wrong with Charlie. He's been in the hospital for over a year before his parents decide to pull...
