Me and my Marley

Marley Ray Davidson was my best friend. He would hold me until I fell asleep and be their to greet me as soon as my eyes opened in the morning. He was always there and I never even thought to thank him, and now he may be missing or dead or who knows what else. He was my best friend, my soul mate, and you may think that is irrational. No one can know their soul mate by sixteen, but I am a rational person, and I know that Marley... I love him. I love him as much as I could love a person living or dead. I don't care what other people think, but we had something special. He completed me. Half of me is out somewhere missing and someone, please, bring it back, or I... I don't know what I'm going to do. Marley, please come home, I'm begging you. Please.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Cool Girl]

This was so beautiful and precious!
It's really sad, but wonderful.
It's almost as if the person telling the story is on their last strand of hope.
Amazing job, Jamie!
I loved this :)

[Jamie]

Thank you, CG!

[Cool Girl]

Youre welcome!