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She was driving terribly, not being able to see the road due to the tears forming in her eyes. It wasn't safe. She was in New York City for pete sake. She was driving around Harlem. Which was very far away from where she lived.
Luna kept driving, and crying, and drinking. She was all lonely, she had realized.
Because of the tears falling down her cheeks, she couldn't see the trucks headlights coming towards her.
She turned her head and saw the truck coming at her and she screamed, she swerved her car around and the truck hit the back of her car. Then, all went black.
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Harry.
"Officer did you find her?" Ms. Martinez asks the officer at the door, she was shaking terribly.
"We believe so, she was hit by a truck while driving, she was in the Bronx," The officer said.
I didn't have control of my body anymore. She left me. I had absolutely nobody anymore, this was all too much. I had no one.
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Dear My Beloved,
I'm pretty sure I'm not dead at this point, but who knows what life has planned for us. I'm sorry. I really am, I wrote this before anything happened, I wrote this when the realization hit me. When it all came to me.
I have nobody. My mother is always working. I barely get to see her, my brother is in college I barely get to see him. My father left me. My grandma died. And eventually you're going to leave me to. Its how it goes, you know? I want us to last a life time, I do. I love you. But, the thing is I've learned not to trust many people, I've learned on being independent because I have no one harry, no one.
I love you. Don't ever forget that ok. I love you till pluto and back.
When I finished reading the letter she left me I let out a strangled sob. Everything that we've done since we were together had just came back to me.
The first time we met, when I took her to eat frozen yogurt, and she dropped some of her FroYo on my pants.
I remembered when we went to the aquarium, she loved all the fish. And when we went to the zoo, her favorite animals were the gorillas, and the monkeys they reminded her of me.
When we went to Disney World, was also my favorite. When we went to the Haunted House. When her Grandma passed, and she was depressed.
I remembered the day it was raining and we stayed in watching movies and cuddling. That was my favorite memory together.
It hasn't been 24 hours, and I missed her.
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kinda short sorry.
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