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Love George (114)
Dear Gred,
Do you remember that day? Back in third year when we told Ron and Harry that we knew our names were Gred and Forge?
I remember it. I remember everything.
And I hate it.
Every memory is like a knife in my heart. Because that's all they'll ever be. Just memories.
But I can't forget either. The memories can't fade. Because then you'll be truly gone.
It's just me now Fred. Just George.
What am I supposed to do?
Love Forge (Your Holeyness)
P.S. If one of us really had to die, I'm almost glad it was you because I couldn't bear for you to go through the pain I'm going through.
This wsa hard to write but i decided to keep it short because if I was in George's shoes I don't think I could write anything else. I wasan't too sure about the last line so tell me what you think.
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