August 31

Hey C,
I already know everything...

I called your mom and she told me that you're gone now.

My mom told me that she lied and she doesn't want to hurt me.

You're gone. You were killed by your brother. You were tortured. You were abused. You suffered. And you were still a kid back then.

I never knew. I didn't have the chance to help.

I hope you're in peace now. You don't have to suffer anymore.

I'm sorry for not realizing you were in such pain.

If you were here, I'll probably brag about already knowing how to solve a rubik's cube. Which, you gave me. I'll treasure this cube even more.

Rest in peace, my friend.

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