Dear mom,
I finished all my books, there is nothing to do anymore but to study.
I don't really have any more money to buy books.
I don't because when you used to give me money in the morning, i wouldn't buy anything at school, and just save money so that i could buy books by my own. which you never appreciated.
Okay enough bullshit.
I'm broken mom.
Dying.
I feel like i can join you mom, and everyone else up there.
But i'm brave enough to stand on both of my feet and maybe not act like i'm okay.
I love you mom. sometimes hated you. but now there's no hatred.
You needed rest, and god gave you rest up there.
I think that the fact that i didn't go after you, is really brave, i've seen other people going after their family up there.
Maybe they don't trust where their families are going so they try to make sure they didn't go to hell.
But i trust you.
And trust god.
Because i know where you'll go.
It is our choice, and we'll pick where our path will be.
I love you mom.
Axel was a pretty good ass name.
It is time to let you rest in peace.
Dima.
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Sunny clouds.
Short StoryLetters from a girl to her mother. ------------------- This story is inspired by my friend. Enjoy!