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I wrote a letter to a woman named Linda as if she was my best friend.

Linda Gondlund,

Leaving you at the field where you died is by far the hardest thing I've ever had to do.I know this is where you died but for some reason I have such a hard time believing it. I still have a shed of hope sometimes that you will be the one knocking on my door, but it's never been you and I have to accept that it never will be you. My heart goes out to you, my poor friend, as I walk this field and see these memorials built for people like you and family members like me. I cry for you every day.

I can't get over what happened to you and I don't think I ever will. While sitting here on the day you died twenty two years ago, I saw many other people like me. Sitting here and grieving, hoping that you will be able to read this letter in heaven or something. I hope this letter gets to you somehow whether I have to bring it up there to you myself.

I hate to sit by your gravestone thinking woah is me all the time but sometimes that seems like the only plausible option. I love you Linda and you will always be in my heart. You will always be my best friend, till the day we are reunited up above.

Love, Your best friend

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