Letters to Jack

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Jacks POV:

I stood very still, thinking of her. How could she...just...go? Why? It doesn't seem right- there was nothing wrong, nothing worrying her. She had just got excepted into her dream university, she had a part time job a Billy's bar and she had....me. She had my heart- and it feels like my heart is crushed.

Suicide. Suicide. The word kept floating around my head. There is no way that's right- I remember the nights we would watch CSI and she would always yell at the screen "Its not suicide- it was murder! Just look at the victim!! Where is a pathologist when you need one!" Murder. Now that's even less likely. No one would want to hurt her. She was the sweetest girl I've ever met. She would always find a way to say something positive in the worst situations. She had a sense of humour too. She could always make me laugh. No one disliked her and if they did she would be so nice they wouldn't hold a grudge for long.

I just cant believe she's gone.  

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