"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

Creo que después de leer este libro, se ha despertado una sensación en mi tan…inexplicable. Realmente te puedo decir que las cosas no son lo que parecen, nunca, siempre existe una cosa, una pequeña cosa que cambia una cosa aún más grande, incluso cambia tú mundo. Y es así como yo me puedo expresar de ti, como algo, algo muy grande y valioso que cambió mi mundo y el de las personas que te rodearon algún día. ... Read more

I know that this is stupid because you are imaginary but I have been wanting to cry all week and I watched your movie and the dam broke. How could someone who meant so much and was the brightest light to someone who needed it like Jess die on accident and a useless person like me couldn’t die on purpose? You were too beautiful. You were golden, like the wall you painted in your movie. Nothing gold can stay, but Terabithia could. And did. And I wish I had something like that. That spark. That beauty in me. So I could be like you. Perfect in childhood innocence and wisdom. You died. You are gone. You died. And I needed you as much as Jess did from the moment I met you. I haven’t wanted to die for a while and I still don’t. But Leslie. Where did you go? I needed you. And I can’t be like you. And I need the magic. I used to have it. But years broke me down. What would I not give to have it again and the world that might praise it? I just want my dreams back. And I want you ... Read more

Hey, how are you? Hope you are doing fine. Sometimes, I wish I have someone to rant to, I mean my parents are ok, but I hate ranting my problems to them because they will worry about me a lot. They already have their own problem and I don’t want to be a burden or add on to their problem. I’ll just rant to you through this ok? College is hard. I am struggling so so much. I don’t know if I can do this? Thinking positive is so hard. I’m trying so hard to think positive, but nothing is going through my way? Do you think God is just testing me right now? To see how strong am I? I hope this is all temporary. I am slowly feeling depressed, grandpa. I’m scared. I don’t want the same thing to happen again. That is why I’m tying so hard to think positive. It’s like every week I’m crying and that’s not healthy, I know. I think I’ll do something about it though, I think I’ll talk to my mentor or teacher? I can’t just bottle it all it, it’s dangerous. Anyway, thank you for reading. I love you.

I always need someone to talk to but whenever i find a person i can never seem to convey my thoughts and emotions. I’m a crybaby; more so than before. The thing i want so much makes me cry but the thought of doing it also scares me to tears.

Do you know how awful it feels to realize that you’re useless and that you bring everyone around you down?

if i weren’t scared i’d go and be with you. I miss you.

7th grade has been a tough year for me, I had to do an art project in art class. It was pop art, so we had to choose a celebrity that meant something to us and then we would make a pop art picture. I chose you and I used a picture of your character Ziggy Stardust it made me feel proud to use a person that was open about your sexuality and I Was happy to share this with my classmates. So, thank you for being an inspiration to me. Your influence on this world is greatly appreciated, and will never be forgotten.

It’s me again, and I’m proud to say that my days are becoming more…joyful at some point. I know this won’t ever reach you, cos letters written in the future cannot reach the past. Anyways, I still hope that somewhere, in another universe, you do receive this. I continue to hope even after my passing, although that’s not gonna happen for like a ton of decades anyway. So yeah, I just keep hoping, cos remember my quote:

“Always hope, but never expect.”

I have a few questions. 1) is how you just let Eliza take Hamilton, I mean she was your sister and you loved him. I am kind of going through the same thing only with my best friend. I really need some advice. 2) is if you ever regretted letting him go. You are really a big role model in my life and I hope that you are happy where ever you are.

Sometimes life without you gets hard. My mom talks about you a lot and I wonder what you were like even though we met but I was one two or one. I can’t remember. But I wish you could just come down and say hello to me at least one last time. Maybe spend the day at the movies with my mom and I or go out to the park and buy some ice cream. Hope to see you soon

No one will ever fill the space you left in my heart when I was 7 years old. I wish you could see my babies growing. I always hoped that you had left me a letter. For years I thought you had died that way, without anything to pass along to talk about how to live without you. But then I found out there was one, but not addressed to me. To Dad. I’ve never read it even thought he seems to think my sister has. I will always love you. I will always miss you every day I’m alive.

Sweetheart, what can I say? I loved you. I still would, but you left. You died. What you left behind…I’m sorry. I’m sorry that you turned out this way. You were the best part of my life. I am sorry for everything I put you through. I am sorry for the OCD. I am sorry for leaving you behind. Depression didn’t kill me successfully. But it killed you. 7th grade, you were already gone, but you left behind some part of you. 7th grade, 8th grade, Prozac, 9th grade. They took you from me. They stole you. I can’t even turn to Pony Pony anymore, you know? You always turned to her. But she is too small for my grief. She can’t hold it. She is broken too. I am looking into your face. You were happy, joyful even. You weren’t a brat. You weren’t messed up. You were the good child. The smart child. The best child. You cared. You knew what you were doing most of the time. You were even beautiful. I miss you. Every single day. I think of you. Of what I would give to go back to you. To be you again. To play ... Read more