Love Annalise

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Dear J,

Jack and Sadie have been together for about 6 months.

Same for me and Aaron.

I wish I could see you now.

I miss you.

A lot.

Mom and dad.

Not so much.

All they've been is asses to me.

You're like the golden child.

You were anyways.

But you really weren't.

You always were out at parties, getting drunk, smoking.

You told me if I told anyone about that you would punch me.

I didn't.

I should've though.

I still can't believe you died.

Honestly, I'm getting over it.

The more I talk about it the more I start to care less.

I mean I love you and all but in someways, you deserve to die.

You were a real bitch.

A bully.

And everything.

But I still love you.

I love Aaron too.

We haven't said that a lot to each other though.

We do in our dorm and around Jack and Sadie.

I sleep with him a lot because of the nightmares.

He recommends that I should go to a psychologist but I just blow it off and say I'm fine.

Because I really am.

Honestly.

And I don't need help.

I'm a peachy little girl.

As you would say.

Miss you.

Love,
Annalise.