Dear Diary,
Well, I guess Harry filled in the journal for yesterday. I guess I made a wish and that wish came true. My wish was Harry, and I got him. This is a lesson. Never stop wishing.
Enough of the wishes. This time, I'm not kidding. I don't want to be here anymore.
I'll be gone. Don't worry about me.
-Louis T.
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Short StoryHow could a beautiful love go so wrong? A Larry Stylinson fanfic
