March 9th
Dear Journal,
It's not Evie.It's Calum.We've been sorting out Evie's stuff.What to keep, what to send to charity shops and what to bin.I found this.Evie's journal.I thought you deserved to know what happened.This journal made me and Evie's family believe what the police said.Evie committed suicide.She jumped of Saxston Bridge.That's what happened on February 13th.It was her escape from Maddie.Her funeral was 4 days ago.It was...everything.It reminded me of her.Her sister wore the perfume that Evie always used to wear.The room was filled with orchids, Evie's favourite.There were candles everywhere and dim lighting.It was beautiful.Magical.Yet still upsetting.We're definitely keeping this.We had no idea about what was going on.It's strange without her.It's like we're a jigsaw puzzle and a piece has gone missing.It just doesn't work.I regret every moment I nearly asked her if she was alright but I never did.She could've been alive right now but instead she still in the river.Dead.Alone.Cold.Dead.I shouldn't really write in here.I ought to go.Goodbye.
Calum
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