I didn't know how to react. Her mother went into a state of shock. She was silent when we went to visit her. She had lost her husband and now her daughter.
I wasn't sure how I felt. I had warned her and tried to help but still she ended up this way.
"You're killing yourself Luna." That was the last thing I told her. That she was dying.
It was like I cursed her.
Everyone at school broke down. Even the people who talked shit about her.
Peter cried.
I stayed emotionless, for some reason I couldn't cry anymore. After crying for the entire day her death, it was like I had nothing left.
God I missed her.
Not the person she was the month before her death, I missed the Luna I knew before the pills. She was gone and all that was left was her rotting body.
Her mother found 58 letters in her drawers, all addressed to me.
December 18, 2012.
Ember,
We haven't talked since I stormed out of your room that night and it feels like I'll never talk to you again. I've missed you so much, but if I talk to you I'm afraid you will not take me back.
I have been writing letters to you for a while but I never give them to you, you'll never see them so I don't know why I continue to write them.
I am very sorry. I've done shit I'm shameful of and if I could undo it I would.
I miss you and I love you.
Always,
Luna
I've put them into a box along with her drawings.
Her drawings are fantastic. They consist of self portraits, landscape, doodles, and drawings of me. She captures every detail within her drawings and I love them dearly, they bring me closer to her.
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