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Hey there baby    girl. I miss you so much. Every day and every night I think of you. There is so much I want to    tell you and to share with you. Nothing's the same without you here. You're always with me in    my heart. I'm thinking about your mom, too. I haven't got out to see her yet, and for that I'm    sorry. I just don't think I'm ready yet. I'll try soon. We drove up to Detroit Lakes and all I    could think about was when me and you went. At least we had a lot of good, fun memories. They    will never leave my mind. You were and still are a dear, best friend to me. There is not one    day that goes by that you don't come up in our minds and conversation.
Melissa and I    are always bringing up the times we had with you. I feel like I'm writing you one of those    silly notes that we used to write in 9th grade. There is still a box of Chicken in A Biscuit    crackers that you brought down to my room in there. They're never going out now. In my mind    you're up in Minot with your dad. I feel like I don't need to write everything because I'm    going to talk to you. I do know that I can still talk to you and you will listen. I know you    won't respond but you'll listen, like you always did. I love you and miss you so very much,    Cherrybomb
so very much,    Cherrybomb
Hey there baby girl. I miss you so much. Every day and every night I think of you. There is so much I want to tell you and to share with you. Nothing's the same without you here. You're always with me in my heart. I'm thinking about your mom, too. I haven't got out to see her yet, and for that I'm sorry. I just don't think I'm ready yet. I'll try soon. We drove up to Detroit Lakes and all I could think about was when me and you went. At least we had a lot of good, fun memories. They will never leave my mind. You were and still are a dear, best friend to me. There is not one day that goes by that you don't come up in our minds and conversation. Melissa and I are always bringing up the times we had with you. I feel like I'm writing you one of those silly notes that we used to write in 9th grade. There is still a box of Chicken in A Biscuit crackers that you brought down to my room in there. They're never going out now. In my mind you're up in Minot with your dad. I feel like I don't need to write everything because I'm going to talk to you. I do know that I can still talk to you and you will listen. I know you won't respond but you'll listen, like you always did. I love you and miss you so very much, Cherrybomb.

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