ok. i miss her. i see her in my dreams. She'll be pointed out by some one. i will turn in that direction and see her and hug her. and yet in dreams, i will try to be a traitor and call my mom to tell her " i found her ! i have her. take us hom." i wouldnt mind sharing the room again. i mean , i feel that havign the whole thing is too possesive. having to worry about cleaning it. It's dumb to admit but I like when she cleaned it. as much as i know she liked when i tucked her in.. A whole year and a month and five days older yet she's probably taking it better than me. Every one thinks, she misses her ex or she's having trouble cuz of school but what's really clouding my mind is me missing her.. i really just want to hug her an let her come home. i wonder why she hasnt. i mean it's been almost five months and i just want her home.. yeah rite! in her LetteR, she said " i feel i'm mature enough run away she wasnt even pregnant. what a emotion pulling excuse. My mom asked her if it was even true that she was pregnant, she said no. I kinda looked forward to it even though my 1 and 1/2 year old nephew is around but i mean .. i dunno.. she is pulling on my heart strigns.. i hope she comes home.. she fucked up her life and in a way mine.. i miss being yelled at by her.. i loved every torturing yell, every pull of hair, every bruise we got when we fought. but it was all in " good fun" heh. Playing badmitton in the drive way Playing tetherball when i knew everytime she would win. heh those were the days..