Letter's From Amil

Travis

Dear Dad

Stop. I know what you're doing and I'm asking, no, I'm ordering you to stop it right now. You are not going to blame yourself this time, I won't let you. This isn't your fault in anyway shape or form.

I've been planning this for years, and I already know that this is one thing I won't survive. I suppose you can only cheat death but so many times, right?

By the time you're reading this, I've been gone long enough to erase any chance of me coming. Do you know how embarrassing it would be for you to get this letter too earlier? Haha, nope, I placed a spell on here to keep that from happening.

I want you to know that no matter what your idiotic brain may be telling you, you are an amazing father, don't ever doubt that. You've always given us the best advice, and have always been so caring.

I know if you found out what I'm planning you would skin me alive, and I don't doubt that you would, but you can't keep me from making my own decisions. This is one that I'm hoping will better the world.

I've seen the look in your eyes, you can't hide it from me. You miss her, I can tell. She was your best friend, well aside from Mama, maybe. You blame yourself for her dying, and don't try to lie say that you don't.

That's why I've figured out a way to bring her, and the real Amanda back. Katze's needed in this world, more then I am.

I'm not needed, not as much as she is. Don't even start with all the 'Course you're needed, Amil' crap, because you know as much as I do that there's no point. As much as I hate to admit it, my life on earth was insignificant, I never did anything all that great nor bad.

You're doing it again, aren't you?! You're blaming yourself, saying that if you had paid attention to me more, then I wouldn't feel like this. Stop! My self esteem is huge, there's nothing you could have done to change my mind. Honestly, Dad, not everyone in the world is important. Me leaving may hurt the family, but the world needs Katze back. Look at the chaos that's happened to the world since she's been gone.

Dad, you may not always understand why I do what I do, but wouldn't you do the same? If you could help the world, even if it meant dying, wouldn't you do it? That's what I thought.

I'm sorry for any pain I caused you, and everyone else with my death, I know all of you probably going to beat me for this... You know what? If my soul ever gets reborn, I'm requesting a bodyguard. Something tells me that I'm going to really really going to need one.

I hope you're proud of me, Dad. I know you don't always agree with my choices, but all I've ever wanted was your acceptance. That's why you saying you wanting to help me hurt so bad. I'm fine with who I am, I wish that you were too.

I guess this is goodbye. I love you, Daddy.

Amil.