My mother wouldn't stop calling Jaiden's phone. She left messages saying that "she needed to see her baby girl" and that "she loved me". I didn't believe it, but to shut her up, I decided to go see her.
For the record, she doesn't really love me, she just wants someone to boss around and throw the blame on. That bitch never even took my to the doctors, I took myself.
In all honesty, if it wasn't for the fact she had thyroid and lung cancer and she was going to die soon, I wouldn't visit her anyway.
I wrote Jaiden a note saying where I was going and assuring him that I would be safe. If that witch even tried to grab my hand without my permission I would pull my knife on her.
I grabbed his truck keys and headed out. I was almost halfway to my mother's house when my phone started to ring. It was Jaiden.
"Hello?" "Coraline, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Jaiden screams in my ear. "You and I both know that you are not ready to see your mother. People never change, Coraline. She may be dying but she could still cause damage." The concern in his voice was proof that I was wrong to go see her.
I think for a minute before answering. "Fine, I won't go see her. I will write her a letter telling her everything and I will drop it at her house when I'm ready." Yeah, that sounds good. Jaiden sighs across the phone. "Yeah, that's a good idea. Just, just hurry home. Okay?" I nod. "Of course, Jaiden."
I return home and I run to the office room and grab a notebook and pen. I need to make this count, incase it was the last thing I said to her.
Mom,
Im not dead yet, and I won't be for a long time if things are still going good. I'm living with one of my best friends and he is helping me, better than you ever did. I get paid for doing chores and running errands for him. I understand you are on bad shape and have cancer but I'm not ready to actually speak to you. I mean, for Christ sake you never even wished me a happy birthday. I do love you mom and I wish you would return the favor. You always called me a disappointment and a mistake and honestly I never disagreed. I just wish I knew what it was like to know that your parents are proud of you. Maybe someday, after I actually do something with my life, you will be looking at me from wherever the fuck you are and say, "That's my girl." However, I know you probably won't. I love you mom.
-CoralineI grab Jaiden's keys again and the two of us head over to my mother's house. My plan was to walk in, hand her the letter, and walk out. Simple, but oh so difficult.
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The Last Letter (Rewrite)
PoetryCoraline didn't believe she had friends. At the age of 16 she has already lost her father, been beaten by her mother, ignored at school, and lost all faith and hope in herself and humanity. She expresses herself through self-inflicted pain and lette...