chapter 5

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judith,

 

 

 

exactly five days before you died, december 25 , my mother told me to give you a gift. it's a perfume she bought at bench and it smelled really nice. it smelled like strawberries and flowers. 

"please understand your aunt. she's been depressed and when you greet her, say i love you and kiss her, okay?" my mother told me, leaving me with a pat against my shoulder.

 

it's easy as it sounds but i never did it.

i blamed myself.

it's all my fault.

i could have changed you if i just follow what my mother told me to do.

but i didn't.

 

it's all my fault and until now, it's still haunting me.

 

i could've changed you.

i should've been with you right now.

but that's impossible because now, you are just a memory that will slowly fade through time.

 

 

 

lovingly yours, 

tori

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