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Hello there, stranger.
I'm Vielle. Sixteen. And you are?
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Oh, and just so you know, I reblog a lot.
I PLEDGE TO READ THE PRINTED WORD.

Dead soldier’s friend tells why a funeral dress was the only way to honour him. The Observer.
“Kev was like my brother – we would have done anything for each other.We said that whoever died first, the other one had to wear a pink dress with green spots to the funeral – and we shook on it. It was mainly his idea and the more I think about it, I’m sure Kevin knew something was going to happen.I looked for the exact dress but couldn’t find one anywhere.I eventually picked up the green one in Primark and bought the pink pop socks to make it look even sillier. It’s what Kev would have wanted.Kev told his whole family about the pact, so I couldn’t back out. I had a word with him at the graveside and asked if he liked the color – I’m sure I could hear laughter coming out of the ground.Kev was a true hero and someone I’m proud to call my best mate.”