VIOLET
Dear diary, today I met a boy and we instantly became friends.
We talked and laughed as if we’d known each other our whole lives.
When he suddenly lost consciousness, I was terrified I might lose him forever.
He became my closest friend. And I won’t let the cursed illness take him from me.
I’m going to become a doctor. And I’ll do everything to keep him safe.
MILLER
Doctors handed down a terrifying verdict.
My whole life, I’ll have to take care of myself—or else I won’t survive.
This girl saved me. And gave me hope back.
Now I can play and sing Violet songs he wrote for her.
I tried to gather the courage to admit that I’m a poor homeless boy and I have nothing to give her except my own heart.
And she suggested we just stay friends.
It can’t hurt more than this.