Ghosted: A Novel
: Part 1 – Chapter 10

Dear You,

I’ve been missing you so much today, little sister.

I miss your naughty laugh and those milky sweets you always used to buy with your pocket money. I miss that keyboard you had when you were little, the one that played that infuriating tune when you pressed the yellow button. You’d pretend you were playing it yourself and you’d laugh yourself silly, thinking you’d fooled me.

I miss replaceing evidence of you having had a root around my bedroom when I wasn’t there. I miss the way you used to splodge jam right over the edge of the bread crust so you wouldn’t have any jamless mouthfuls.

I miss the sound of you sleeping. Sometimes I’d pause from my busy schedule of teenage angst and just listen at your door. Soft breaths. Stars on the ceiling. The rustle of your spaceship duvet, which you insisted on, even though the man in the department store said it was for boys.

Oh, my Hedgehog. How I miss you.

Things aren’t all that good for me at the moment. I don’t know what to do with myself—I feel like I’m losing my mind.

Let’s hope not, eh?

Anyway, I love you. Always. Sorry I couldn’t replace anything more jolly to say.

Me xxx