Dear Cassidy,
Savannah showed me her letter to you. I think she's really sad about your passing, but she's good at covering up her emotions. A few days ago was your funeral, and she gave a speech. She had the whole room smiling and laughing. Even if it was for a little while, people were happy.
But I know Savannah isn't happy, I know that your passing is eating her alive. But she's good at hiding it, she acts happy, but I know she's in denial about it all. And when it comes crashing down on her, I don't want to know what'll happen.
I'm doing okay, I guess. I don't know how I'll say goodbye to you. Every time I think I can let you go something happens. I break down, I start crying and I've nearly had a panic attack a few times. It all suddenly seems so real and I guess I can't deal with it.
Savannah, I and a few friends were talking the other day. We want to go visit your grave, but I don't think any of them will do it. Maybe just Savannah and I can go. And then maybe we can accept your death. But I don't know if we'll ever except your death.
Love,
Riley
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Ten Letters To Cassidy
Non-Fiction"Maybe once everything has been said, we can let Cassidy go."