Dear Freddie,
Months have passed and yet it feels like it was only yesterday when you were taken from us.
We miss you so so much Freddie, it's cruel that you're no longer with us. The family isn't complete. Your seat at the table is always empty, your toothbrush is collecting dust in the bathroom. George won't let anyone touch anything that was yours. He's kept your bed exactly how you left it and hasn't touched a single thing in your part of the bedroom. But I saw him the other day. He was sat on your bed, hugging your old teddy bear (remember him? Yours was Gred and George's was Forge) and crying. He kept whimpering "why Fred?"
He misses you Freddie. You've always been inseparable, the longest time you were ever apart was less than 5 minutes. But now you're not here Freddie and he can't cope. It's too much for him, Freddie, please, only you can comfort him, he needs you Freddie, you're his other half, without you...well he's not complete... Can't you talk to him Freddie? Let him know you're there for him? There must be a way to show him you're still there...in his heart, in all of our hearts.
Still missing you Freddie, the hurt hasn't gone yet...
Love you,
from your little sister Ginny xxxx