June. 11. 2016

Dear Agnes,

Guys don't normally keep journals nor write letters, but here I am. Writing to you. Someday, you'll read them. I know you will.

I can't believe it's been two weeks since the accident. Out of all places, why did you have to be in that car? Why didn't you call someone? I haven't slept well in the past couple of days. Every day has dimmed into whatever light it has left.  It got so lonely now. I can't imagine my life without you. I beg you to wake up soon!

Love,
Alex