"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

This is my second letter for you. It’s been exactly a month since you died. I haven’t moved on from that ever since. I think your cousins are doing okay. One of them celebrated his birthday yesterday, I guess. I haven’t shown anyone our (my cousin and I) poem for you. I’ve been very thankful that even though you deserve a rest, you didn’t stop from being my guardian angel. Our guardian angel. It’s funny the irony of your name.

Anyway, ate Bona’s wedding is next week, I’m hoping that you’ll be there. Because we took your suggestion on what gift we should give them. It was a pretty great idea. I haven’t told anyone about this, well, I told Yzza and Raya, but last month was pretty hard for me. I felt everyone are leaving me. My old friends, my friends from the church, and my family. I tried to think positive, but sometimes, I’ll wish that it should’ve been me who was dead. I’m sorry for thinking about this, but ever since I was little, I’ve been keeping a lot of things to myself. I tried to write, but I couldn’t. It’s not like before. I don’t know if I have depression, but I feel like I’m all alone. I’m scared. I never admitted it to anyone, but I am. I thought about cutting, but I never had the guts to do it. I know that I’ll regret it. And I’ve heard my cousin’s experiences about cutting, I don’t want to go through that. And I don’t want to be a burden to my family, they already hate me, why would I make something that’ll make them hate me more?

Anyway, as always, I love you, Gela. To infinity amd beyond. Stay where you are, I might meet you someday when my time comes 😉 Continue on guiding all of us ❤