A/N: Well this is just all a bunch of fluff. There really is no real meaning to it; there are no main characters so choose whoever you want it to be about.
December 21
The nights are growing colder here. I've added an extra blanket to my bed. It gets cold after a while. I know you liked the winter, and I'm sure you'd be happy to know that it's snowed a lot this season. I take a lot of long walks by myself, reminiscing about the ones we once took. It's been a while since you left, but I've gotten over it.
January 17
I cut my finger
chopping tomatoes today. It didn't hurt much, but it bled a lot.
I miss you. These days have drone on and on and on. I'm not sure
how much longer I can stand it without you here. We were snowed in
so I haven't been out much in a couple days. It's very white
outside. The sun's been out. It makes the snow real blinding.
I'm not sure how much I like it though. I never was a fan of the
winter.
February 3
It's still white
outside. But not a pretty white. More like a brownish ugly white.
The white you don't like. The white that makes the fact that
winter is ending seem more apparent. I went outside yesterday, to
stretch my legs. I slipped down the steps and that was enough for
me.
February 28
It's a leap year this
year. That means there will be the Olympics in the summer. I know
you don't like muggle sporting events, but I plan watching them
anyway. Yesterday I went food shopping. I got your favorite muggle
cereal. I ate it for breakfast this morning realizing how bad it
tastes. I don't know how you can stand it. You left three months
ago today.
March 14
I had dinner out alone
last night. I ate a piece of garlic bread, thinking of you. I
talked to my mother earlier this morning. I can't really remember
what she said, I wasn't listening. Although, I do recall her
saying I should quit moping. Before we hung up she told me she loved
me. I almost forgot what that sounded like.
April 2
It's early April and
already raining. There are lots of clouds and it seems very gray
out. I don't go out much, I don't need to. I had a dream last
night. I can't remember what it was about but I know you were in
it. You were there smiling, I think. I've been missing you a lot
lately. The garden looks nice though. I've been working on it
pretty hard. You'd be proud. I know you always liked the flowers.
The rain is helping them, too.
May 16
Those April showers
didn't bring my May flowers. They died late in the month. I'm
sorry. I saved a lily though. A white one too. Those were your
favorites. The rain is gone and it's been sunny a lot. A bit
windy but overall nice. Of course nothing is nice without you. I
wish you'd come back. But I know you won't. I know you can't.
June 25
It's hot and humid
now. Summer used to be my favorite season. But then you showed me
winter. I like winter now. The white everywhere is much better than
the yellow and the sweat. I think I will come up and see you soon.
I really want too. Its hell down here let me tell you.
July 10
I've been sick a lot
lately. I'm not sure what's wrong with me now. Its 98 degrees
and I'm freezing. I must have hypothermia or something. If you
were here you'd tell me to go see a healer. Maybe I'll take your
advice.
July 18
I went to the healer's
yesterday. I'm sick. They're moving me in as an in-patient
soon, which I'm not looking forward too. It will be like winter
there though. With all the white and all the cold. Well I should be
going soon. My mom said she'd watch over the house for me. I hope
I never see it again. Lately it's been making me sick to my
stomach to be in there. Probably because a few days ago I cleaned
out the attic and found all your old things.
July 27
They moved me into your
old room. 3982. It's the same as I remember. They've shoved a
tube into my arm and put a wire above my upper lip like they did you.
Nobody's seen what I have before. It must be like what happened
to you, nobody really knows what it is. I still get cold at night.
I had to get out of bed last night to get another blanket. I almost
died getting out of bed. I can barely walk.
August 4
I am missing the
Olympics because I am here. There's no muggle TVs I can watch.
You were in my dream last night. I forgot what it was again, but I
saw you clearer than ever. It was nice actually. I can't stand up
anymore. My legs are numb and won't move. My fingers are fat and
swollen, like my all of my arms. I feel nauseous a lot too.
Thankfully they keep a bucket by my bed which I fill up daily.
August 20
It's been colder than
ever here. It's not very fun if you ask me. I saw my reflection
in a spoon yesterday. I could have sworn it wasn't me, but I was
the only one there being fed. I can't move my arms so they send
people in to feed me. I really don't see the point anymore. I
really don't know why they keep doing it. I should tell them to
stop. It's not like I'll be able to do anything anymore.
August 21
I asked them if they
could end it for me. They said alright after a lot of persuading.
It takes a lot for me to get words out. They are all slurred and
unclear. It makes me real tired too.
August 22
Tomorrow they're
doing it. Tomorrow I'll see you. Oh, how excited I am. I haven't
been excited this long in a while. You were in my dream again. You
were smiling. I woke up startled and panting. I can't move at
all. All I can move is my eyes. I can't even swallow anymore.
They have to inject food into me. They told my mom. She got all
sappy, like she always is. She was talking but I wasn't listening.
The curtains were opened for once. Seeing the sun shining outside
made me a bit jealous. I am freezing in here while people are
outside playing in the sunshine. I'll be seeing you soon.
Tomorrow, finally.
August 28
They stopped injecting
into me. They told me it was procedure. I really wish this
starvation thing would hurry up. I think my insides are eating each
other up if they aren't all vegetables yet. Hopefully tonight, but
I've been telling myself that every night. I say they just take out
the breathing machine, but they won't. They've let the widow
open and they turned my head so I could see outside. I watch the
colors of the sky change. It is so beautiful. I never really
realized it before, but it really is. It's been nine months since
they took you away. Nine months since I've seen you. Hopefully
I'll see you soon.
