(TRIGGER WARNINGS IN THIS CHAPTER! Heavy Mentions of suicide)
To whoever is reading this, I'm sorry I'm not strong? With that being said, if you're reading this I'm probably dead..maybe. Maybe I'm too scared to do this but I don't want to continue...maybe I'm just crazy, because I can't continue without my best friend, but he was my love...that's dumb. I just love him and miss him. I don't know how I can continue without him. Ugh I can't do this...I'm sorry...but it's not like you care right? You're probably glad I'm gone..it's many things, but mostly because of Michael...I'm sorry for being selfish. I'm just sorry for existing. Ugh this is a lame excuse for a letter but bye to whoever was reading this.
Jeremy Heere
YOU ARE READING
To you, From Me
Fiksi PenggemarJeremy Heere moves to a new school freshmen year. The incident with the squip will never happen to him Because of him moving away. I got inspiration from the story Dear Danny by @its-a-dead-name
