"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

How are you? Where are you? I wish you were still here. I really miss you. So much. Recently, i just remebered something, in was staning in my bedroom and i suddenly remembered. It was like I’d forgotten about it but then it seemed impossible. You always told me to work hard, to work really hard at school so that I could be sucessful in life. You also said to work really hard because you didn’t, although at the time I didn’t see why beacause you seemed pretty sucessful to me. If i had a life like your i think i would be happy. I don’t think I really took it in at the time, sure I did , I knew what you were saying but I never processed it properly or concidered what it meant. I suppose thats what you do when you’re a child. You gave me your school badge when I passed my 11+ and told mummy on the phone that the news had ‘made your year’. That made me so pround. I made me want to work hard for you.
Lately I’ve been slacking. I think, what are the real consequences? I can get away with not doing it so – whatever. But, grandad, I got 50% in my end of year maths exam and it kind of jolted me back to reality. But what actually worried me was not the mark but the fact that i didn’t feel any drive to do anything about it. I kind of still don’t. Once upon a time I would have. Once upon a time I was top of the class in most subjects though. I wish I could go back to that. I wish I could go back and see you agin. I would love that more than anything else.
You going upset many people. It was a bit of a shock and it’s taken us a while to get over it. I don’t know if we are over it even now. Its been a year and four months.
Mummy hasn’t been sleeping and I think it affected her the most. If you are in heaven them please ask God to be with her. I love you.