dear harry,
do you remember the day we met? it was my first day of freshman year and no one could have been more terrified than me. my hair was tied into some ugly bun that my mom swore was cute and i had pink and green braces but you stopped me in the hallway and told me you liked my shirt.
it was plain white.
i thought you were making fun of me and i cried and you felt bad and brought me a cookie cake the next day. i cried again. you made me feel special and you told me that you actually did like my shirt and you wanted me to know because i looked nervous.
i sat with you at lunch that day and though your friends looked a little freaked out, you were the calmest, brightest, warmest person i had ever met in my entire life. you were my first and only friend and i'll forever be thankful for that.
i guess cookie cake is just our thing. love, love, love,
love.
love, olivia
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dear harry, love olivia
Fanfictiondear harry, i've decided that i'm going to kill myself a month from now. i wanted to write down all of our memories in a journal so whenever you need it, it'll always be there. i'm sorry. love, olivia
