Hope
Hey uncle Justin, its hope, I'm 13 now, my birthday was 4 months ago. I really miss you. I wish you were here rn. I need you. It's hard. I know I'm a teenager and I'm not supposed to be stressed or anything. But I am. I'm trying to make my parents proud. I remember when I go to go to your house when I was lil, and this one time we watched a movie, and another time was when me and autumn made smores in the microwave at your house. That was the first time I knew that you could make smores in a microwave. I still have the gift you got me for Christmas. Even if it barely fits. I'm keeping it no matter what. That was the last gift I got from you. I love you so much uncle justin.
