Westley has always known Claire. She's always been a constant in his life, whether it be as his babysitter, his secret Santa, as his pretend-girlfriend, his confident, as the person he could always rely on.
But she's also always been the girl he lov...
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I'm eight years old and Claire left.
She's gone to college. She's thousands of miles away my mother told me when I asked if we could go see her. I won't be seeing her for a while she tells me.
I used to hate having her around, I used to not trust her, but with her gone now it feels wrong.
My parents hire a new babysitter but she doesn't care about me. She's always on her phone. She's not mean, but she just doesn't care.
I find myself taking out my pink bunny every night before going to bed to tell him about my day the way I would have if Claire had come over to help me with my homework.
I miss Claire. And I hope she misses me too. But not too much. It's okay if I'm sad, but Claire shouldn't be sad too.
