Thirty Days After...
Tweek won't leave me alone. He keeps following me around, likes he's a lost puppy or something and he keeps trying to make smile, which doesn't work, by the way.
'Tweek, stop. You're getting really fucking annoying and I can't take it anymore!'
'B-but....'
'No Tweek! Just stay the hell away from me! And stop staring at me in class, you little stalker! Goddamn!'
'Craig....'
He broke down. I made Tweek Tweak cry. He ran to the bathroom, sobbing, actually.
Right then and there I noticed a change.
All those looks of pity, were now looks of hatred.
I flipped everyone off.
'Not cool dude, not cool.' Said Token, him and Clyde running after Tweek.
I just flipped them off and walked out of school, and that lead me too where I am now.
At your grave.
Yes, right now I'm at your grave.
Yes, I'm writing this letter at your grave.
I'm just sitting here, watching the clouds go by, watching the bugs fly by, watching everything turn gray. It started to rain.
I miss you, ya know.
I also really wanna kiss you.
So, please. Please come back. Come back to me baby, please.
I miss you Kenneth McCormick.
I really fucking miss you.
-Signed,
Craig McCormick