Scott—
School is a lot different without you here. I remember how we used to sit together at lunch, and all the times you made me eat, even if I was a pain about it. I've lost quite a bit do weight since you've been gone. I'm okay, though. I promise. I know you'd be mad at me, but I'm trying. I promised you that, and I'm keeping that promise. I just wish you'd have kept yours...
Things just aren't the same without you.
Yours,
Mitch.
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Letters to Scott
Fanfiction"Grief is like the ocean; it comes in waves, effigy and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim." -Vicki Harrison.
