• Dear Diary,

    The therapist my mother has been sending me to since the..... The therapist suggested that I write down my thoughts as a way to cope with Charlie's death. I, we, miss her so much...
    We haven't been able to talk to each other without getting in a fight about what happend that day.
    I wish it could be taken back but like most things in life it was irrevocable. I suppose I'll start from the beginig...

    Me, Charlie, James, Tasha, Jerry, and T.J were all sitting in the last period of the day in Cheri Hill Middle, it was our last year and spring break was less than ten minutes away. Tasha's parents were going to let us stay at their summer house in Maine, there lake front house none the less. It seemed perfect, the four of us, two weeks of no parents, no nothing just us the house and the lake. And ofcourse what could POSSIABLY go wrong. Everything.