Dear, Tom Riddle.
It feels like it's been a century since I last saw you. But it's only been seven years. I still look the same. And we both know why I still do. I still wear your ring, protecting it with my life. And I hope you're still wearing my ring protecting it with yours. I know it's stupid, even thought you would be six feet under ground where no one could reach you. But I'm happy you showed me the ways a horcrux would be made. And sad enough to say, I've made four so far.
-my ring
-the necklace you got me
-a snake
-accidentally.. My sister.
From, the girl who is practically dead.
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Dear, Tom Riddle.
FanfictionDear, Tom Riddle. I miss you so much it kills me almost. It literally kills me, although I can't die. I've been going over to your place, I don't know why. Maybe in hopes to see you. It's stupid I know. But I certainly miss you. I wish you could co...
