Deceased // Antoine Griezmann

Dear, Antoine (Letter #3)

Antoine sat down on his bed and crossed his legs. He opened the wooden box and found the next letter.

Dear, Antoine

I got into a fight today. With my mom. I don't want to continue with the chemo. What's the point if I'm gonna die anyway?

She's telling me to stop being selfish. That she needs me. That Mei-Mei needs me. That dad needs me.

I need them too.

But I've accepted it. I've accepted that my time is nearly done. My funeral will be a small one won't it? Just a few close friends and family. We were never too popular around Madrid.

I've always wanted to go back to Africa. To France. It's where I'm originally from.

I want to place a lock on the love lock bridge in Paris. My parents did it and I want to do it too.

What do you think?

Demitra
2/28/15

Antoine folded the peace of paper on its lines and picked up a photo. He stared at her, taking in all her beauty before he gently placed it back in the box. He closed the box and set it on his nightstand. Antoine turned off the lamp and set his alarm for the next morning before he laid his head in the pillow and let sleep take over.
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