Dear Ana,
How is it up in heaven? I mean I guess I will see for myself soon.
Everyone at school heard that you went away. They started calling me names. I understand why you believed them now, it sounds so convincing. Their words are beautiful.
Mommy and Daddy are mad at me now. They started calling me a slut, a whore, bitch, fat, ugly and so much more. But I smile when I hear them because it makes me think of you.
Every name, every kick. Leads me one step closer to you sissy.
I'll see you soon sissy...
-Love Daisy
YOU ARE READING
Dear Ana,
Truyện NgắnA story in which a little girl writes letters to her older sister with anorexia. (This is my first attempt at a letter story. This is the first time I came up with the courage to post my work. Please give me feedback on how you feel about this.) *Co...
