Dear Annie,
I don't think that Grandma realized why I've been telling her how much I love her and that she shouldn't miss me when I go to Brazil next month for an Internship.
She doesn't realize that I could never go there for that Internship, it's the reason you died.
I know I promised I'd never write this but... um...
Grandma,
Don't be sad. I love you, but I can't function in a place where everyone and everything remind me of what I've lost. I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me.
Love,
Lana
~
The girl stepped close to the guardrail and climbed over it.
Her breath came heavy and quick as she thought over the past two months and the living hell her mind had put her through.
She didn't think as she jumped, but she did as she hit the surface.
She regretted it.
And she wished that someone had been there and had listened to her.
But she had screamed in silence and no one had been able to help.
As the world faded to black and her lungs screamed with pain, she saw Annie welcoming her to the other side of the world.
Her mind screamed for her to swim but her limbs were made of lead and her body went limped as she left the world behind.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Annie
Historia CortaSomedays it feels like you're swimming and ignoring that I'm drowning. But then I realize. You stopped fighting the undertow a long time ago. ~ Attention: Written by someone who does NOT suffer from depression! ©2018
