DISTRACTED

SS: Death

Sanity: 2.1%

Okay, my little angels and demons! I'm on a computer, so everything will be spaced out oddly. Everyone is doing the #collateralbeauty, and I thought, WHY NOT??!! 

So, I'm going to write letters to Time, Death, and Love. Who's first? Let's...go in alphabetical order. Death, your'e first. 

The two other letters will be in other chapters. Warning: These three stories will include my full thoughts, every detail that I have to say. Please, don't judge, and please, please, don't pity. I hate pity. I'LL CRY UNTIL THE PITY PARTIES IN FLAMES! ~Melanie Martinez 

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[;.'/ ~Goldie. (She just placed her wittle doggie head on the keyboard and she made this) 

Dear Death...

I have many, many things to say to you. But where do I begin? 

You have taken so many things away from me, both humans, animals, and feelings. But sometimes you gave them second chances. Like me. 

When I was born, I was dead, my umbilical cord tight around my neck. But after three months of staying inside this tube, you gave me life, you gave me a second chance. 

But don't you think that everyone else deserves a second chance? I believe everyone deserves a second chance, and after everything I've been through, I know everyone deserves a second chance. But Ellie didn't want to die. Kate didn't want to  be put down. Lucky didn't want to be taken away. My friends didn't want to say goodbye. 

Everyone has died once, even if they are still alive. When something precious of theirs leaves, a part of them dies, and every time that happens, they slowly fall deeper and deeper. 

Death, I hate you, and I thank you. You confuse me. 

Why do we fear you? Why does everyone immediately stay away from you? I? I'm not afraid of you death. I have seen you so many times in life, in those sad moments that have burned into my mind. I have seen you every time I attempt to die. I have seen you in those moments when I loose a loved one. I have seen you in daily life itself, because someone dies everyday. 

Why did you take away what I love? Was it supposed to help me? Scare me? No, the only thing it did was ruin me. It scarred me so badly to the point of suicide. 

Sometimes I want to scream at you, hit you so badly. 

But you already have enough pain as it is. People scream at you, they curse you, they hate you. 

And I honestly am sorry for that. I really am. No one deserves hate. No one deserves pain. And look at you...everyday you get a new hater. But everyday you also get a new lover. 

Thank you for taking this moment, Death, to speak to me. I wish you luck in your future life. I understand that you hurt as much as a human soul does. 

But remember that a part of me will always love you...and hate you. I hate you for taking away what I love. But I thank you because you allowed me to see through the false world, and see the truth in everything and everyone. 

~Otero S.