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Dear World,
   When I first starting writing these letters, it was because I thought I was dying. Dying was just a thought in my head that I knew to be impossible, but there was a what if. Then that what if, became a reality. I am dying. There is nothing that I can do about it. I will never grow up, and live in a big house, and marry Nikolei, and have ten kids, and have a dog named Axel. And for now I am okay with this. My life will be lived like it was and forever will be the same, and one day I will be forgotten. And that's okay.

   I hope that one day Nikolei will grow up to be happy, he deserves a good ending, no matter what happened. I hope that Connar will finally decide to be who he is, and is given the life he wants and deserves, compared to the shitty one he has now. And even though the girls that bullied me deserve the worst, I hope they grow up to have dick head husbands and snotty brats one day too. Everybody deserves their own happiness, no matter what form. 

   I hope that one day, world, someone will realize your beauty before it is too late. I hope that people stop taking advantage of you and give you the up most glory you deserve. 

   I'm sorry for all of those I have ever wronged, and I am grateful for those I have loved. This will be my last letter to you, I've enjoyed getting to tell you all my thoughts and feelings. Thank you for listening and not telling me to shut up, even though I could be really annoying. Thanks for making my last few years bearable.

Love,
          Ashton Unique Turner.
                                (Age 16)

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