Dear Kyle,
It's been a month since I found out. And now I can finally say it without crying that much. But it still makes me really sad. I'm always sad now. Because you're dead, and you're never coming back. Everyone hates me because I'm so sad. They don't want to talk to me. Dad hasn't come back yet, but sometimes when I come home early from school, I hear them fighting over the phone. I just feel so alone. And they haven't been reading these anymore. I didn't want to think of it back then because I didn't want it to be real, so I just used spell check. But now I can finally say that mommy doesn't read them when I print it out of the computer and put it on top of her desk. I sneaked into her room yesterday to see my letters under her bed. She didn't write on them, and when I checked the computer, I saw that she didn't change any of my new letters. I think they've given up on me, Kyle. And it sucks. But that's fine. It's fine. If no one wants me, I'll come to visit you myself. My time has come, and I don't think mommy and daddy will care if I visited. They don't care about anything these days. So, anyways, I guess this is goodbye, but it's also hello. I'll see you in Heaven, Kyle. I'll make sure to bring my iPad, Luiza, and some of the new clothes I got for my last birthday. They're pretty cute, too. I love you.
Your best friend,
Amy
| I am so so sorry for the long wait guys. It was completely unexpected, but I hope you all enjoyed reading (and maybe tearing up) to this chapter. One more to go ❤ |
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Short StoryDear Kyle, It's been a long while and you still haven't written back. My parents say you'll never write back, that you're far away in Heaven. I heard that's where angels go, but the thought still confuses me. What I want to know is where this He...
