"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Hi, baby. How are you? How are you up there? I’m sorry I didn’t know about your passing. It hurt me when I saw a bunch of people sending condolences on your facebook account. You never went online weeks before you decided to go home up there and I regret the fact that I never got to say goodbye to you. Up to this day I still think of you. You were so young. You told me about your illness and that meeting people online and using your laptop was your only hobby because your illness was in the way of doing normal things but I totally understand and accept that.

Thank you for fangirling with me. Thank you for talking to me through the internet despite of the dangers and risks of talking to someone online.

I wonder how things would have turned out if you were still alive. You’re probably around 16 or 17 by this time (as I assumed). I wonder how many more conversations and fangirling moments could we have shared with each other?

I miss you, dear. I love you. Thank you. x