Reg

Image by Kylie Patmore

Image by Kylie Patmore

By Kylie Patmore, Staff Writer

Reg,

It’s been two years this Thursday. Two years of uncertainty. Two years since you’ve left us. I miss you every day. 

It’s killing your mother, your absence. She’s pale and thin and the bags under her eyes haven’t left since that day. It has taken such a toll on everyone. 

No one’s the same anymore. School is boring without you; I suppose I should catch you up on that.

Remember the teacher who busted us on the roof? Mr. Raborn? He’s now my English teacher. Funny how that works, huh? I wish you were there to see my reaction… I can barely survive in my classes without you.

I miss you so much Reg. Please come home.

Mitsy