Submission 125

Dear Erne,

I find it hard to put in words how much I miss you. The day you left us you took a part of each of us. Months and years has past and we are since trying to figure out who we are now without you.

I would trade anything in this world just to see you one last time.

I find it hard to communicate to the people around me. I feel people are sick of hearing about it but I will never stop speaking about you. You’re all I think about.

You have changed me as person, I want to do better. Be a better sister, daughter and friend.

How do I do that on my bad days? When i’m angry at the world? I’ve got so much anger. I feel we have been robbed of a gift too good for this world. The world keeps spinning but ours has stopped.

I hope where-ever you are you can think of us. Remember the good times as I often do.

You are missed dearly, fairy. Things will never be the same but I will make you proud.