A Ghost I'll Miss
--------------------------------------------------------ANDI'S COMPUTER--------------------------------------------------------
----------------------------------------------------------13th April 2022-----------------------------------------------------------
From: Andi Loena
To: Quinn Nevada
Hey. I’ve tried writing this as if you're gonna read it (for some reason) over and over, but my words seem to always jumble themselves up, so whatever is put down right now, will stay.
It’s been long, and Mr Tatum was saying that writing to the person you’ve, well, lost, is a way of coping. So here I am. Writing emails, like you’ll actually respond even though you're pretty much gone.
A month since they’ve found you, and this past month felt so empty. Sometimes I accidentally grab an extra chair for you from instinct, waiting for the empty spot beside me to be occupied by your warmth, only to realise you’ve been dead for a month and there isn’t anyone to sit next to me. If you’ll believe me, last week I yelled at Mrs Jamie for changing the seating plan. I explained to her you and I had to sit together, before Mrs Jamie reminded me you were no longer here.
I miss you. I miss your inappropriate and out of the blue jokes, the way you said things off the top of your head and made me laugh for minutes before adding onto the joke more and more, the way you’d doodle us together, either as memes we always saw on Pinterest or in funny situations. I miss it all.
I’ll find who did this, I promise.
Andi Loena
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