Day 17/365

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    Day Seventeen,

         Dear Cordell,

 I'm doing fine. I gained alot since the past week. My  old friend Heather called and now we are friends again. Seems like everything is getting back on track. School though, it started and let me say, the bus is SO boring and SO quiet. Nobody was there to yell SWOFFORD so that the people gets off at Swofford gets off. I fell asleep, imagining how it would be like if you were still alive. But ever since I fount that note the day I found you, I knew that nothing can, or will go back to normal. At least for me. As I was thinking and dreaming about you, I started to feel wet spots on my cheeks. I was crying. A few people asked me what was wrong. I told them," I miss Cordell" then I shrugg and they go back to what they were doing. No one cares that you're gone though. But I do, I have the note in my hand and I read it over and over. Then that's when it happenes, I faint. Right there on the bus and I fall to the floor.

   I love you Cordell, I miss you...

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  I AM SO SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE AND I LEFT A CLIFF HANGER! WHO! NAH, I SUCK LOL. ANYWAYS! THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT WITH MY IGNORANCE OF LAZYNESS WELL! I'LL UPDATE SOON WHENEVER I CAN. BYEE xx

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