Christmas morning was amazing.
My mom and I had Eggs Benedict for breakfast and we exchanged gifts.
She got me a ukulele.
It was too bad I'd never learn to play it.
We went to my dad's grave and gave him flowers.
"See you soon, Pop," I whispered to the head stone.
We went home and had hot chocolate and watched Elf.
It was the perfect Christmas.
Mom,
Will you please try and make it to my funeral? It will be near the end of December of this year.
Goodbye,
Caitlyn
P.S. I'm so sorry. I know you're going to be disappointed in me. I know you're going to miss me. I know you're going to blame yourself. It's not your fault. I love you. I'm sorry.
YOU ARE READING
R.S.V.P.
Short Story"Cait, why do you spend so much time in your room," my mother asked, "why don't you hang out with your friends anymore?" "Just tying to minimize the damage," I thought ** At sixteen, Caitlyn Ellis has decided to kill herself. She's made up her mind...
