Dear Fred,
Its been over a month since you've been gone and I'm not going to lie, I'm breaking inside. Every night the bed where you once slept is empty and that is hard to handle. I always wait for you to finish my sentences but I know deep down they wont be finished. I haven't been able to play or watch Quidditch since you left us. It reminds me when you were up there playing with me helping us win. When I do go on a broom I try to fly as high as I can just so we can be together once again. Heartbreak and torment is all that surrounds me these days. Every night I sit in my room and cry. Cry because you are not there to prank anymore. Ron doesn't understand the pranks as much as you did Fred. Mums been worried about me. She believes that I may kill myself just to be with you again. You are me Fred. We are one person. Its horrible to think that a piece of me is gone. At least you are with Dumbledore now. He always gives out the best advice. And Mad-Eye he died fighting. But so did you. We are so proud of you did you know that? Maybe someday we can be together again. I'm not going to lie to you Fred, I think of suicide everyday. If it's the only way that we can be together again than let it be. Fred, everything is ready. We will be together soon. Don't be mad Fred, I know you would do the same thing. Sure, mum will take it hard but I'll finally be happy again and that is all she wants for me now. So plan some pranks and get a butterbeer. For our party never ended, it only just begun. I must end this letter for now. And I love you Fred, always remember, never forget. You are the only way I can ever be happy again. Please don't hate me.
Love, George
Mischief Managed *