July 1, 1779

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Today I received a letter in the mail from some General who claimed he knew James. I wanted to read it but I couldn't, so I asked someone else to instead.
In summary, James had passed away from illness on his way back home... I couldn't believe it... He was my best friend before I left for camp and... and he... he just... I can't...
Alex must've seen me about to cry because he came over to me to try to comfort me. I have to admit, it did help a little having someone with me who knew what I was going through, but it wasn't enough... I started crying on his shoulder, which he had only seen me cry once before, after they pounded me about Washington, because I always tried to be tough... Even when Washington sent us the letter, I made sure he didn't see me cry at all.
My crying slowly intensified, even though I tried stopping. How could Alex survive losing everyone... I can't even lo- los- I still can't... How does he do it... Alex got my turtle, which helped a lot. I didn't want him to see me cry but it had to happen eventually...

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