Dear Sami

Dear Sami

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Dear Sami, You've been in this coma for seven months Sami. These 7 months have been the worst seven months of my life. I want you to smile, the smile that brightens my day. Everyone at school envied you, the way your beautiful long blonde locks bounced around when you skipped while giggling down the hall. I never envied you, you deserved every bit of what you worked so hard for. But in that dreadful moment everything was taken away from you. That call I received from you parents, those three words they cried over the phone " Sami's in hospital" was enough to send my whole world crashing down.
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Your suicide? Oh please, daddy. That didn't change me. I'm only trying to please you, trying to be perfect. And trust me, I've achieved perfection. I ran my school. If there was a crown, I'd be wearing it. I had all the guys on top of me, all the insecure little nitwits wrapped tightly around my finger. We still have your money, so I'm rich, gorgeous, thanks to your wonderful features, my dear father, and I was popular. I was perfect beyond belief. Now you; your secret still horrifies me. Why did you take your life? Your family so dearly loved you. I will find out, just for you, and so that you will say that I'm perfect in every which way as you watch down on me. Or up at me, whatever side of your wonderful personality the Lord took. However, my father, there is this new kid. I can't seem to remember his name. He's the silent type, perfect prey for my friends and I. But he's different. In fact I have made a deal with him. He'll help me solve your mystery, daddy, on one condition; I change my ways. He's such a joke, a cute joke. Oh what must I be saying, he's absolutely insane. I don't need to change my ways, I'm perfect. If anything, I should be helping him. Oh I remember now, father. Aiden. Aiden is trying to perfect me. What a laugh, isn't it? Perfecting something that's already perfect.

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