Soundtrack for this chapter:
So. Good. -Johnny Stimson
Honest- bazzi
Sorry- Joel Corry
"Dear Rin,
You were my best friend for 10 years and most of my life I couldn't physically live without your presence next to mine. You completed me: and I took advantage of that. I'm sorry for everything I put you through. All the lies and bullshit that you didn't need in your life. I'm sorry for trying to get you to change yourself for me. I'm sorry for putting you through hell and back with my Dissociative Identities Disorder. But, Thank you for always sticking with me and trying to get me to be able to have fun with my life. For you I'm really grateful. Thank you for picking me up when I fall and for showing me how to live my life as a good human being. I hope someday I'm able to live my life like you did.
With love, Ryker B. Westbrook"
Ryker folded up the letter and placed it in an envelope. He walked down to the Turner Dow Cemetery and placed the letter atop Rins grave stone. "I'll miss you princess." He mumbles to himself. He slowly turned around and started walking away, a tear trickling down his cheek.
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My Imaginary Boyfriend
Teen Fiction(I wrote this story 4 years ago, it's all over the place, don't expect it to be any good. It's only up to show how much I've grown as a writer) Ryker, a young boy from the netherlands, tries to find love in his english school and fails. But luckily...
