Dear God,
Back when I still went to school I would have 4 hours until I would have to wake up.
I have ended up not missing school. No one missed me. No one remembered me. No one cared.
I think I might die of boredom before I die from cancer. I am all alone. No one will help me when I need it most. My death note is already written in the nurses minds and I am just cared for, not helped.
The thing is, I don't have to wake up anymore. There is nothing left for me to love.
Please help.
-Alice
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Letters From Alice
Short StoryDear God, I am dying, I know I am. Why me? Why me? Why me? The real question is, why anyone? How could something so small kill a person. That's the thing about life though; its small. I pray that it will all go away. I don't think my praying has he...
