Do you remember when we were in Sec 2 and I showed you that story that I wrote? I'm still writing stories, Ling. People read them and like them.

Thank you for not laughing at me.

I'm going to write better for you.

Even when you aren't here to read it.

Today, I cleaned my study room up. Practically everything's in nice neat piles now, especially my manga and VCDs.

The windchime you gave me for my birthday is still hanging on the inside of the door in my room. It rings everytime I open it.

I'm really trying to shine for you, Ling. Help me.

I miss you.

I miss you, Ling. You died on 2nd July and I still miss you.

Ling, I don't want to say a lot except there was supposed to be two of us together, and then you died and now there's just me. So it looks like I'm going to have to live for both of us. And I'm going to shine for both of us, 'Ling.

I exercised on Tuesday and Wednesday. I had rock-climbing on Thursday and we did taibo for PE today. You used to like to move and run and dance, Ling. You're not here to do those things anymore, so I'll do them. I mean, how do I shine for us if I'm fat, right? And I'm not planning to die anytime soon. I'm older than you, Ling, and you were only just sixteen. You weren't supposed to die so soon. You were supposed to be happy. Sweet sixteen, remember?

If you were still here, 'Ling, you'd probably laugh at me, but if you were here, I probably wouldn't be writing this.

I've got a pile of stuff on my table to do: homework, mostly, but I've got Scientific American and Biology books to read too. Because no matter what they say, that you jumped because of your exam results, school and studying didn't kill you.

You killed you.

So I'm going to shine for us in school too. I've been getting up early for the last week or so to do homework. I'm going to do homework tonight, even if it is Friday night, and it's unheard of for me to do homework on Friday night. I'm going to study and do well for my exams at the end of the year, Ling.

I know, it's not going to be easy. But you're not here, so nothing's really easy anymore. Wish me luck, Ling, where ever you may be.

I still love you. And I really miss you.