{"id":1026,"date":"2017-08-12T00:30:06","date_gmt":"2017-08-12T00:30:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-nicholas\/"},"modified":"2017-08-12T00:30:06","modified_gmt":"2017-08-12T00:30:06","slug":"dear-nicholas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-nicholas\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Nicholas"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Its been a while. Almost 3 years and it still feels like you just left. They said it was supposed to get easier to deal with, but its just gotten harder. When I first found out, I was in English, 4th period, room A104, and the whole world collapsed. Lizz texted me &#8220;wait Nicks dead?&#8221;. I was one of the last to find out. I felt so heartbroken, someone I was so close to left me and I didn&#8217;t know until the next morning. No wonder why you never responded to my texts. Sandra blames her mom, since she wouldn&#8217;t drive you home that night, and a part of me wants to blame her too. If she would have just driven you the ten minutes across town, you&#8217;d still be here. breathing and making everything feel okay again. Part of me blames you, why were you so stupid to be in the road? Why weren&#8217;t you paying attention. If you were over 5 feet on the sidewalk you never would have gotten hit. You would have still been here. I pass the spot almost everyday, and everyday I miss you a little more. I haven&#8217;t stopped though. I don&#8217;t know what I would do, what I would even say. He only got 6 months for killing  you. 6 months. How is that okay? How do you justify taking someones life, someone who meant so much to so many people, with only 6 months. You still had you&#8217;re entire life ahead of you. You only turned 18 five days before, it not fair. Its not fair that I am now 19, and you are forever stuck at 18. I&#8217;ve been trying to do the growing up for the both of us. But its hard, you were always there when i needed someone to push me in the right direction. You were there when i needed someone to tell me what to do, and you were always there. It didn&#8217;t matter what time it was, you always answered. I miss you just showing up at my house whenever you wanted, because you knew id be there because I never did anything without you. You forced me out of my shell, and I will forever be grateful for that. There aren&#8217;t enough words in the dictionary to give you all the thanks you deserve. I&#8217;ve tried, but your phone is turned off now. So many things that I wish I could tell you in person. What I would do to have you back for just one more day. You&#8217;ll always have a place in my heart, no one will ever take that. It will always be there for you. Nothing can ever take it. I wish I could say more than just I miss you, but I don&#8217;t know what words to use. I wish you were still here. I miss you so much.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Its been a while. Almost 3 years and it still feels like you just left. They said it was supposed to get easier to deal with, but its just gotten harder. When I first found out, I was in English, 4th period, room A104, and the whole world collapsed. Lizz texted me &#8220;wait Nicks dead?&#8221;. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1026","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1026","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1026"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1026\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1026"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1026"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1026"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}