Dear Bri,
How is it up in heaven? Are you with your mom? Say hi to Liam for me and tell him I'm sorry I didn't go to his funeral back in January. I'm sorry you can't graduate high school, I know that was your goal, just to prove people that you can do it. I've known you since 1st grade and you always acted tough but that's because you had to. I miss you Bri. Everyday. I still hate your ex for what he did to you. You didn't deserve it. I'm sorry I didn't stay in guitar with you, I still remember the first day of that class. You and I were the only 2 seniors in there. When we had to choose guitars you chose a pink one and couldn't really play because you long acrylic nails on. I remember last year, junior year, in 8th period art class you sat at the head of the table and just talked about everything, everything from school to your personal life. I remember when I went to your wake, it was Thursday December 5th and when I was at the casket I remember looking down at you and wishing you would wake up, you looked beautiful though. I kneeled down in front of you and couldn't think of anything to pray about but I kept repeating "please wake up" over and over in my head. I looked up at the ceiling and that's when I started crying because I knew it was true. You are gone.
On Christmas I prayed to you, same on New Year's Eve. On Easter I wished both you, your mom, Liam and our old 6th grade teacher, a happy Easter, even on saint Patrick's day. On July 4th you'll be 18. I really wish you could graduate high school Bri. Please, don't fight with Liam up there in heaven. Talk to you soon Bri. Love you.
