Dear Keith,
I wanted
to apologize for not writing you back. I wish that I could still see you; we used to have so much fun together in class in
middle school. I remember the last time I saw you was at the bowling alley on New Year’s Eve. I was so excited to see
you; I ran into the pinball machine and bruised my hip. Before then I remember that the last time I saw you was at your mothers
funeral. We were just friends and you gave me a hug that felt like you never wanted to let go. It was interesting that your
mom and my dad were good friends and that they’d let us play together in the sand when they played volleyball. I remember
you telling me that when you turned 18 that you would come back to Eau Claire. After the funeral I remember that you left
and where ever you went you sent me a letter. When I got it I cried. On the news and in the paper, I realized that your mother’s
body was dumped in front of my best friends house (Ginny) at the time. After that I could no longer go to her house of the
fact of remembering everything. Yet when I go past the funeral home and Ginny’s house I cry and remember everything.
When I hear her name on the T.V. I start to cry. Both my dad and I were devastated by it. I remember you having to move away
after the funeral. I remember wishing that I could have been there at Ginny’s house to catch those guys and maybe save
your mother, but I wasn’t there. I hope that you will keep your word and come back to Eau Claire so I can see you.
Love always, Jill Behlke
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To those who graduate with me this year,
Here is a poem i wrote when i was a sophmore at North High
School, about graduating.
"Here's to the night" where "Every rose has it's thorn" and "Love
is blind" so it's "Killing me softly" By the "West side story" so you can "Put your hands where my eyes could see" that "I'll
be missing you". There has been "tears in heaven" and "No diggity" "Aliens exist" so we're "going away to college" and I’m
"waiting for tonight" cause "I’ll be there". "My name is" Jill and I’m a "Role model" and I was born to hand jive"
but that "doesn’t really matter" except for the "American Dream", "I'm Dreaming" and "I've never had a dream come true"
so I’ll "escape" this "Hard knock life" because our "Graduation" is "In the End"!
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