Spud,
You will forever be in my heart. You were the best friend I could ever ask for. You got through so much because of you. I don’t know what to do when I’m sad now, because you were always who I turned to when I cried. Now I’m crying about missing you and there is no one here to give me kisses and cuddles like you did. I love you so much. Rest in peace, my love, I will miss you for the rest of my life.
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I know that I always tell people that happiness is just a state of mind, not a place that we can be. However, being at home has showed me that I’m not sure if I am really happy at school. I don’t know if I’ve found the right friends, and that I’m in the right place there. Sure, everyone is great, but am I truly where I’m supposed to be? Being at home has reminded me who I really am, and how pleased I am with my life and my friends here. I love my home. When I’m at school I love it there too, but when I’m here I feel like I didn’t really love it there. I don’t want to go anywhere else, because I know that I am supposed to be there for something. I’m just beginning to lose hope. And this happens almost every single time I’m home. I guess it could be simply because I’m always happy where I’m at, and the last past is never as good as the present. But I can’t help but think that there is something missing.
I can’t wait for my friends to be home too. West Linn is lonely without them.
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