Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛
( Warning - Drug use )
◇
Sydney, I know you may find this hard. Trust me, that's why it's taken me this long to tell you. I was trying to wait for the right time, you know? A time where I would know for definite that you would be okay. If you've found this letter, then I know that my time has passed. And I will forever hate myself for not letting you know sooner. You were the light of my life, Sydney, you and your friends. When Henry died, I was convinced that life wasn't worth living anymore, but you proved me wrong, Syd. Not only were you my granddaughter, you were also my bestfriend. We gossiped together, I would always take your side when you and your dad would argue, I classed your group of friends as family. Because without you and your father, I probably would have gave up a lot sooner.
9 months ago, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Ever since, I've been going to the hospital behind your back to get treatment. 3 months ago, I had one of my last visits at the doctors. They told me that I was in the clear and the cancer had fully gone away. I was overjoyed with the good news, and that was when I had planned to tell you. But shortly after that, I got a phone call to get back to the hospital as soon as I could. So I did. I went back and they did another scan, only to find out that the cancer had came back worse than ever. Not only did I have breast cancer, it had now travelled to my liver and neck.
I knew that my timewould be soon overdue.
And I guess if you're reading this letter, it's too late.
P.S. Dean, please look after yourself and Sydney for me. Also make sure them pogues are up to no good, because you know howI've always loved Sydney's adventurous stories. I'll be up in heaven watching.
Sydney read as she was walking down figure eight, making her way onto the cut. This didn't feel real, it felt like she was living in a nightmare that was spiralling out of control. All these different emotions were clouding her better judgement, making her feel like she was having a bad trip.
The sky was dark, the stars shining brightly as the rain was pouring down. Normally, she wouldn't mind the rain, she actually preferred it to the sun. But now, she absolutely hated the weather that was tearing away at her.
