I’m lonely. I miss you. I know that telling you these things will only fuel your pride. But I won’t lie to you. I truly miss you. I miss how we’d play-fight for hours. Then you got the job and everything suddenly froze. I’m alone and lonely. Maybe I’m hexed. Everyone I love leaves me. I still can’t believe Fluffy is gone. I’m thinking of getting a new dog. I think I should get a bulldog this time. They are huge so it’s hard for them to run away. They are stayers, unlike some people I know. Your mum called. She just wanted to check up on me. She’s so sweet. Even my mum doesn’t give a damn. Why can’t you be nice like your mum?