dear diary
this is my fifty-eighth week in high school and i'm saying hello to death.
this afternoon i tried a second time to write a goodbye letter.
when landon surprised me with his visit.
he gave me a memory box.
which were things i did not remember having or doing.
but still made me smile in this time of sorrow.
landon: are you enjoying it?
me: enjoying what?
landon: dying while living
me: well i'm glad the pain ends
landon: that's the thing mary, it never ends
me: what makes you so sure?
landon: because you created it
me: is that your way of saying you love me?
landon: no it's my way to say that i admire you
YOU ARE READING
Fallen Girl
Short StoryMary's dead. But she's still breathing. That's the problem. TRIGGER WARNING: DEADLY DISEASE, HARD TOPICS LIKE DEATH AND HEARTBREAK!!!
