Dear God,
Today I had a visitor.
His name was Trey.
He had dark brown hair and honey colored eyes.
He sat down next to me in a chair beside my bed and we sat in silence for a long time.
He was the one who broke the silence when he asked if I was okay.
I told him the truth. I told him like I felt like I was dying slowly and that staying in a hospital where they would drag out my death was just putting me threw more of this misery.
He sat there for the longest time after I told him that.
After sitting in another silence he stood up abruptly and left my room.
I think I scared my only companion away.
I am alone again.
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...
