Everything's Illuminated: LettersA Story by HenryLetters written by a dying girl to her family, for them to open after her death. Sort of a follow on from events in my first story, Everything's Illuminated.Dear Mum, Right. First thing's first. I want to be buried in my lilac dress. You know the one? The one I wore to Auntie Sarah's wedding? I also want to wear my butterfly sandles and the ring Nana gave me. Don't bother putting any make-up on me-what would be the point? And also, I definatly, DEFINATLY don't want to be cremated. It pollutes the Earth, you know. Of course, I won't be there...but still. I want you and Dad and everyone to live in a perfectly lovely planet. As for coffins, a cardboard one will do. They're biodegradable. It said so in the brochure. Please, please, PLEASE don't let the vicar say anything. Remember, he doesn't actually know me. I want you all to say something about me-you, Dad, the lot. It has to be lovely of course...only joking! Tell the truth. Tell them something funny, make them laugh. I don't want them to be sad at my funeral!!! Play "Hey Ya" by OutKast. It's on my iPod. It's speakers are somewhere under my bed, if you can find them. Afterwards, don't have some crummy old wake. Have a disco! Put my iPod shuffle, and get on the dancefloor! (Well, obviously not Nana, we don't want her breaking a hip, do we?) Um, that's all, I think. So, um, anyway-yeah. Bye Emmy xxx Dear Tommo, Hey, it's your sister here. Yes, I'm speaking to you from beyond the grave!!! Seriously, it's lush here, I have wings, a halo-the works. But really, I don't want to see you here anytime soon! Wait about 80 years first. Yes. Don't die young. Although don't be boring-take drugs, get drunk, have sex. Do everything I wanted. Do it for me, okay? Be rebellious, be fearless, be ALIVE, because seriously, you'll reget it if you don't-I know I did. Emmy xxx Dear Greg, This whole 'being dead' thing really has it's advantages, y'know? You're probably wondering who I am. Well, I'm the (deceased) girl who sat behind you in Maths, and often threw bits of rubber at your head. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I fancied the pants off of you, and would've quite happily let you be my knight in shining armour-for the rest of the school year, anyway. There, I said it! I wouldn't have said it if I hadn't of died. Hah! It's not as bad as it seems, eh? Emmy xxx Dear Tess, Well, thanks old bean. Its been a roller-coaster ride, hasn't it? Since the first say of pre-school to that whole dramatic saying goodbye malarky at the hospital (seriously, you should've won an Oscar for that. It was heartbreaking). Anyway, I just wanted to say I love you...and by the way, I head Justin Oliver fancies you! I know, right?! You should so ask him out. Do it. Do it now. Or I swear I will haunt you until your dying day :P Emmy xxx Dear Dad, This is gonna be short. I know how much you hate emotional farewells. Well, Dad, I just wanted to say thank-you for the last 18 years-you, and Mum too-have been truly great. Love forever, Emmy xxx Dear Everyone, Do me one favour. Live. For me. Big love, Emmy xxx © 2009 HenryAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on September 7, 2009 AuthorHenrySomerset, United KingdomAboutI want to thank everyone who reviewed Everything's Illuminated! I made a writerscafé account when I was 15, uploaded a couple of stories and then forgot about the website for about three years... more..Writing
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