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Hey,

Wait that sounded weird. Let me start again.


Hi, 

I don't even know why I'm writing to you right now, but I feel like I should.

Right now I hate you. This might change in the future but that's how it is. I can't believe that you would do this to me. After all we have been through together. 

You've taken everything. My family. My sister. My best-friend. My home. The thing I love. My life. I don't even understand what I did to you. I don't know if I can ever look at you the same way again. I thought I knew you.

I don't know if I can forgive you for this. My life and everyone else's will never be the same and I hope you're happy about this. I hope at least someone is still happy after all of this.

There are so many questions I have like, how did you do it? Such a well thought out plan only a genius would be able to come up with. Or, how long was it until you realized that people cared about you? I cared so much for you and you poured it down the drain like it never existed.

So many questions, yet I only want one answer. Why? That's all I need.

From, Celeste.



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