Dear Mom,
I love you, and I'm going to miss you. I've been a crappy daughter these past years, but I didn't mean to. I'm a crappy daughter right now for doing this to you. I love you, I really do, and I'm sorry I didn't show it sooner. How could I though... How could I show you I loved you when I didn't even know if I could love?
YOU ARE READING
A Reason To Breathe
Short StoryA short story about what effects depression can have any teenager. How it preys on their innocence and any life left and deserts it.
