Dear Will,
it feels like im dying without you.
every day i look at the seat next to me in class only to be met with air. i miss you, so, so much more than you'll ever know. it's terrible here without you, and i feel my depression coming back up again.
everything is just so much more bland and gray without you.
when you're here, the world is filled with colour, bright and popping like the crayons you use to shade in your wizard's cloaks.
without you, it's all black and white, like an old photograph that never had the chance to shine.
everything's just so different.
i think Nancy's on her period. she keeps getting stressed out about everything and she keeps getting mad at mom and dad. she even had the audicity to call you dead.
at that i flipped her off and locked myself into my room.
i dont think im in quite the hot spot with her anymore.
i miss you.
we're still looking.
- Mike