Dear Julie

Julia Goldsworthy
Julie to me
Rich
Beautiful
Popular
Sharp Tongued
Queen B
A-Classed Bitch

Thats what the whole student body of Belcroft Academy thought of her.

But I knew better
Sure she could be a bitch but only I knew why
she was fighting a battle within herself that nobody knew of
she was ill
But not just ill, but dying
And couldn't be saved even with all the money in the world.

And then she died
And nobody gave a shit
Except me
My parents sent me to a therapist who told me that if I wrote these letters it would help with my grief .
I call Bullshit but whatever.
So here goes ...

Dear Julia,
this is what my life is like after you ...