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Dear Diary,

We had an amazing summer! It was nice just being able to relax after results. Being able to see Papa again was a surprise! Alfred and I played the summer away. We enjoyed going round to theme parks, seeing the new block buster film. It was an amazing time! We definitely had the best summer of our lives. But... we only know good times when compared with bad. As the days got colder and night grew faster. Autumn was soon here. Leave were changing colour from there rich green of summer to shades of yellow and orange. And as it did every year, school was preparing to start. A new term and many new things to come. Unfortunately this year, for the first time in my life, I would be walking to school alone.

Alfred was packing up in the final days of August. Dad had bought him a suitcase to take with him and a massive camping backpack incase he ever wants to travel. I've never see Dad so quiet before. During the summer I could see him getting distant. He kept looking to Alfred with a sad look in his eyes. I wondered for a while if this was what all parents went through. Was this one of the hardest things Dad would go through in his life? Looking back... Alfred had always been here for him. Even when we were younger and Dad and Papa were going through the divorce. Alfred was the one that stayed here and I was the one that left. I wonder if Daddy looked like that when I left. He seemed to spend even more time with us. He even took us out more often, making the most of every opportunity. He didn't want Alfred to go. Neither did I. I was going to miss him terribly. I went up to our room. I walked in to see the room bare of anything that belonged to Alfred. All of his posters were off the wall. His desk, for the first time, was completely clear of all the clutter that it had collected over the years. At the base of his bed were boxes, his backpack and his suitcase. Alfred picked up on old plushie from his bed. It was an old toy lion he had gotten years ago. I stood in silence as I watched him put it into the final box. As he put the lid over it, a tear escaped from my eye. I was trying so hard not to cry. Alfred turned round and noticed me. I couldn't help but run up to him hugging him. I cried and cried. I didn't want him to go but I knew he had to. To my surprise Alfred started crying as well. He clung onto me and cried into my shoulder. We both cried together... like we had so many years before. A time when everything seemed perfect. Alfred pulled back and he told me the same thing he had told me before. With a brave smile he said that he would always be there for me. He said I didn't need to cry, because some day we would all be together again. Even if he was going away not and he wouldn't be physically with me. He said he would always be with me. He gently rested a hand over my heart. I looked up to him and nodded. I promised him if he would ever need me. I'd be with him. I gently moved my hand to rest on his heart. I could feel it beating quickly. I put on a brave smile and nodded. We were brothers. We had been through hell and back and we always found each other. Why would now be any different?

Dad called upstairs for us. He said we had to get going or I wouldn't be back in time. Alfred called down that he was all packed. I helped carry down some things to load up the car. It was a long drive and we listened to all of Alfred's favourite songs. We helped him unpack at his dorm and wished him the best of luck. Alfred nodded and thanked Dad for driving him up. I didn't expect it, but Dad pulled Alfred into a tight hug. Alfred hugged back. I smiled a little. Months ago they were at each other's throats... but now... they looked like they never wanted to let go of each other. Alfred hugged me as Dad went back to the car. He promised me he'd send me updates. I nodded and promised him I'd do the same. As I walked back to the car I realised one thing. Looking back I smiled. 'See you at Christmas.'

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Dear Diary,

I don't think I've ever had such an amazing summer! It was so cool! It was amazingly good weather and we went out and did loads of crazy things. I spent most of my time with Matthew. I couldn't help but count the days though. I was really excited about going to my scholarship. I really was, but seeing the seasons change, the light getting shorter and the days getting colder. That date crept closer one day at a time. Knowing that the summer was ebbing away, I made sure to make the most of my time left with Matthew. I don't want him to look back as September comes and not have good memories of the time we shared. I want to make sure that he will remember what an amazing time we've had.

In the final week of August, I couldn't really ignore the date any longer. That week I spent packing all of my stuff up. It felt really weird having to pack. I've always lived and slept in that room. Matthew has almost always been with me. I've never known another home. As I took down my posters from the wall, I couldn't help but feel really sad. Looking around the room, it looked so different. The walls in places looked bare. The desk in the corner... well you could actually see it. I had to sort through all my clothes and decide what I wanted to keep. I emptied out my wardrobe a few days ago. Now it only holds my outfits that I would wear for best. The rest of my clothes are all packed. I did notice a change in Dad over the last few weeks. He stopped shouting at me all the time. He really has spent good quality time with me and Matthew. He's not been so caught up at work that he rushes dinner. It was really nice to be able to spend time with him without worrying about the future. I really do feel I'm going to miss him. He's always been there for me. One time I caught him looking through an old photo album. He was just looking through it, looking and remembering all of what me and Matthew did when we were younger. Sometimes when I was up at night I could hear him crying. But whenever he's around me or Matthew, he keeps smiling. He's staying strong. I was packing the final box and I came across my old lion plushie. I chuckled at the memory of the zoo all those years ago. I remember writing how I scared the lion away by roaring at it, somehow I don't think that was what happened. I realised that this was the last thing of me that remained. I slowly put it into the box and put the lid on top. I took in a breath, I was trying my hardest not to cry. I thought I heard a soft sniff behind me. I turned round and saw Matthew standing there. His violet eyes watering up. Before I could say anything He had ran over and hugged me. He wept into my shoulder. He didn't want me to go, I knew he didn't. For that moment I didn't want to go either. I started to cry into his shoulder. The two of us crying like children, not wanting to ever be separated. After a while I felt strong enough to pull back. I promised Matthew that I would always be there for him. I said ages ago that we would all be together again some day. I had a sense we would, but that may seem impossible now. I rested my hand against Matthew's chest, just over his heart. I said that even if I wasn't there with him physically, I'd be with him in his heart. Matthew managed a small smiled and rested his hand on my heart. He said if I ever needed him. He'd be with me always. I smiled back. We were brothers. No one and nothing could ever take that away.

Dad called up from downstairs saying we needed to make a move. I called back saying I was ready, my heart beating faster than ever. Matthew helped me carry down the stuff from my room. We soon loaded up the car and were on our way. Dad let me play my favourite cd in the car which was really nice. As we arrived at the dorms, Matthew and Dad helped me unpack and wished me luck. I nodded and thanked them both for helping me and for everything. Dad held his hand out for a handshake. As I took it he pulled me into a hug. I didn't expect it and I half never thought he would of done it. He told me to keep out of trouble and call him. He told me he expected to here what an amazing time I was having and to make him proud. As Dad pulled away I looked to Matthew. Giving him a final hug I promised I'd keep in touch. As I watched them walk back to the car. I felt so alone in that moment. Just before Matthew got in the car, he shouted back something that I would remember in the coming months. He said 'See you at Christmas.'

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Dear Diary,

We had an amazing summer! It was nice just being able to relax after results. Being able to see Papa again was a surprise! Alfred and I played the summer away. We enjoyed going round to theme parks, seeing the new block buster film. It was an amazing time! We definitely had the best summer of our lives. But... we only know good times when compared with bad. As the days got colder and night grew faster. Autumn was soon here. Leave were changing colour from there rich green of summer to shades of yellow and orange. And as it did every year, school was preparing to start. A new term and many new things to come. Unfortunately this year, for the first time in my life, I would be walking to school alone.

Alfred was packing up in the final days of August. Dad had bought him a suitcase to take with him and a massive camping backpack incase he ever wants to travel. I've never see Dad so quiet before. During the summer I could see him getting distant. He kept looking to Alfred with a sad look in his eyes. I wondered for a while if this was what all parents went through. Was this one of the hardest things Dad would go through in his life? Looking back... Alfred had always been here for him. Even when we were younger and Dad and Papa were going through the divorce. Alfred was the one that stayed here and I was the one that left. I wonder if Daddy looked like that when I left. He seemed to spend even more time with us. He even took us out more often, making the most of every opportunity. He didn't want Alfred to go. Neither did I. I was going to miss him terribly. I went up to our room. I walked in to see the room bare of anything that belonged to Alfred. All of his posters were off the wall. His desk, for the first time, was completely clear of all the clutter that it had collected over the years. At the base of his bed were boxes, his backpack and his suitcase. Alfred picked up on old plushie from his bed. It was an old toy lion he had gotten years ago. I stood in silence as I watched him put it into the final box. As he put the lid over it, a tear escaped from my eye. I was trying so hard not to cry. Alfred turned round and noticed me. I couldn't help but run up to him hugging him. I cried and cried. I didn't want him to go but I knew he had to. To my surprise Alfred started crying as well. He clung onto me and cried into my shoulder. We both cried together... like we had so many years before. A time when everything seemed perfect. Alfred pulled back and he told me the same thing he had told me before. With a brave smile he said that he would always be there for me. He said I didn't need to cry, because some day we would all be together again. Even if he was going away not and he wouldn't be physically with me. He said he would always be with me. He gently rested a hand over my heart. I looked up to him and nodded. I promised him if he would ever need me. I'd be with him. I gently moved my hand to rest on his heart. I could feel it beating quickly. I put on a brave smile and nodded. We were brothers. We had been through hell and back and we always found each other. Why would now be any different?

Dad called upstairs for us. He said we had to get going or I wouldn't be back in time. Alfred called down that he was all packed. I helped carry down some things to load up the car. It was a long drive and we listened to all of Alfred's favourite songs. We helped him unpack at his dorm and wished him the best of luck. Alfred nodded and thanked Dad for driving him up. I didn't expect it, but Dad pulled Alfred into a tight hug. Alfred hugged back. I smiled a little. Months ago they were at each other's throats... but now... they looked like they never wanted to let go of each other. Alfred hugged me as Dad went back to the car. He promised me he'd send me updates. I nodded and promised him I'd do the same. As I walked back to the car I realised one thing. Looking back I smiled. 'See you at Christmas.'

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Dear Diary,

I don't think I've ever had such an amazing summer! It was so cool! It was amazingly good weather and we went out and did loads of crazy things. I spent most of my time with Matthew. I couldn't help but count the days though. I was really excited about going to my scholarship. I really was, but seeing the seasons change, the light getting shorter and the days getting colder. That date crept closer one day at a time. Knowing that the summer was ebbing away, I made sure to make the most of my time left with Matthew. I don't want him to look back as September comes and not have good memories of the time we shared. I want to make sure that he will remember what an amazing time we've had.

In the final week of August, I couldn't really ignore the date any longer. That week I spent packing all of my stuff up. It felt really weird having to pack. I've always lived and slept in that room. Matthew has almost always been with me. I've never known another home. As I took down my posters from the wall, I couldn't help but feel really sad. Looking around the room, it looked so different. The walls in places looked bare. The desk in the corner... well you could actually see it. I had to sort through all my clothes and decide what I wanted to keep. I emptied out my wardrobe a few days ago. Now it only holds my outfits that I would wear for best. The rest of my clothes are all packed. I did notice a change in Dad over the last few weeks. He stopped shouting at me all the time. He really has spent good quality time with me and Matthew. He's not been so caught up at work that he rushes dinner. It was really nice to be able to spend time with him without worrying about the future. I really do feel I'm going to miss him. He's always been there for me. One time I caught him looking through an old photo album. He was just looking through it, looking and remembering all of what me and Matthew did when we were younger. Sometimes when I was up at night I could hear him crying. But whenever he's around me or Matthew, he keeps smiling. He's staying strong. I was packing the final box and I came across my old lion plushie. I chuckled at the memory of the zoo all those years ago. I remember writing how I scared the lion away by roaring at it, somehow I don't think that was what happened. I realised that this was the last thing of me that remained. I slowly put it into the box and put the lid on top. I took in a breath, I was trying my hardest not to cry. I thought I heard a soft sniff behind me. I turned round and saw Matthew standing there. His violet eyes watering up. Before I could say anything He had ran over and hugged me. He wept into my shoulder. He didn't want me to go, I knew he didn't. For that moment I didn't want to go either. I started to cry into his shoulder. The two of us crying like children, not wanting to ever be separated. After a while I felt strong enough to pull back. I promised Matthew that I would always be there for him. I said ages ago that we would all be together again some day. I had a sense we would, but that may seem impossible now. I rested my hand against Matthew's chest, just over his heart. I said that even if I wasn't there with him physically, I'd be with him in his heart. Matthew managed a small smiled and rested his hand on my heart. He said if I ever needed him. He'd be with me always. I smiled back. We were brothers. No one and nothing could ever take that away.

Dad called up from downstairs saying we needed to make a move. I called back saying I was ready, my heart beating faster than ever. Matthew helped me carry down the stuff from my room. We soon loaded up the car and were on our way. Dad let me play my favourite cd in the car which was really nice. As we arrived at the dorms, Matthew and Dad helped me unpack and wished me luck. I nodded and thanked them both for helping me and for everything. Dad held his hand out for a handshake. As I took it he pulled me into a hug. I didn't expect it and I half never thought he would of done it. He told me to keep out of trouble and call him. He told me he expected to here what an amazing time I was having and to make him proud. As Dad pulled away I looked to Matthew. Giving him a final hug I promised I'd keep in touch. As I watched them walk back to the car. I felt so alone in that moment. Just before Matthew got in the car, he shouted back something that I would remember in the coming months. He said 'See you at Christmas.'