(A/N I wrote some chapters and they all deleted!!!)
Dear Death,
It feels so strange,
Like some kind of sick game.
I actually miss her, Death.
I really do.
She used to send me cards, presents and flowers,
All of them read the same message,
"Goodbye Hope, I still love you".
I think she's going to die.
If I said anything else,
I assure you,
It was a lie.
Dad's sad.
He's also mad,
Not at me though,
At someone else,
Someone I don't know.
At least I know you Death.
Love,
Hope Morris.
(A/N I'm so sorry for not updating for a million years, if you'd like to bug me for the reasons why, then just PM me. Remember, amazing readers of mine, any feedback is appreciated.) :)
