November 16th, 2015
Walking through the cemetery, cradling the little bundle of blankets in my arms, I sigh. Smiling down at her bright green eyes, I slip out the letter as I approach the marked gravestone breathing shakily as I begin.
Dear You,
One year ago I lost my bestfriend.
You...you came out of nowhere and somehow became my key to happiness. I was so lost, and you found me and helped put my pieces back together. I failed you, I stopped trying. I let myself fall back apart, and I'm sorry.
However here I am exactly one year later and I would like to say I have kinda made it.
Lauren Fletcher was born on September 29th, 2015 at 10:03 PM.
It would have been so amazing if you could have been there. I'm...really happy. I don't think I could have gotten here without you.
You put this hope in me, and my heart is always going to have this spot for you.
Look at me? You know I always hated cliché things and yet here I am with this letter, cliché as it can get.
Well...the thing I need to tell you is thank you. Thank you for everything.
In such a short amount of time you broke down these walls, you knew I was so broken but you tried anyway. You fixed me.
I miss you so much.
-Andrea
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"You better be here listening to me so I don't look like a lunatic," I laugh smiling. "I can almost hear your extremely manly giggle."
I turn feeling a hand on my shoulder.
"Hi Mikey," I kiss him leaning into his chest.
"We better get going, Emma and Luke are probably already at the house," he says smiling down at me.
I hand him Lauren, walking back to the gravestone.
"One more minute..." He nods understanding, as I watch the now dark-brown haired boy walk away.
"I'll come and see you soon Ashton. I love you Irwin, don't party too hard without me."
I get up, wiping myself off walking back to the large black fence, seeing the car waiting by the exit.
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment.
You can always be fixed.
You are never too broken, there's always a way.
You never are alone, there's always somebody.
You are never too far gone, even the saddest people can be brought back from that.
Life isn't perfect, but if it was...now what's the fun in that?
• • • • • • • • •
oh my god
It's over
mY LIFE IS OVER
just kidding. ( not really )
I will have a long authors note and upload that probably next week before I have to go back to school.
I can't believe Gone is completed wow.
This is my first fan fiction that ever has been competed too!
It's been a hell of a ride, thank you so much for your support in my writing and making me love what I do.
*IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS YOU CAN COMMENT*
questions for:
Me-
Andrea-
Michael-
Ashton-
Emma(Andy's bestfriend)-
Rebecca(Therapist)-
Kathy(Andrea's Mom)-
Elliot(Girl from hospital)-
Other(anyone else you can think of!)-
All my love.
For the second to last time,
-loser sam
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