First of all, I am not going to take hate mail. This story is dedicating to my friend Anna Bronson. A 11 year old girl whom I was very close with. She was taken away from me on July 4, 2011. I will sometime think about what all me and her have done together, and I cry. I miss her so much. i write in a journal everyday, thinking that maybe someday she'll come visit me in her afterlife, and read the words I have written for her.