"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

I… Am so fucking sorry… I’m sorry for so many fucking things… I’m sorry for hating you… I’m sorry for trying to push you out of my life… And I’m sorry for wanting you in hell. I… I hope I didn’t mean any of it. I’m still not very sure about myself… which drives me insane… I’m sorry for everything alright. We’re moving to another fucking country which our fucking dad it was a fucking great idea. Fuck him I wish he fucking dies so I could write him a letter here and wish he fucking burns in hell. We’re leaving early… I think… And it’s before your death anniversary… It’ll be the first time spending it without you which sounds fucking stupid and then I,m going to spend our birthday by myself too. No visiting the columbarium… I’m going to miss you so fucking much….. I’m sorry. This makes me so angry!!!!!!

I know that you’re a fictional character, my mother doesn’t like your story much judging by the reviews they gave it. But I loved it, and I understood you. I would love to write an alternative ending where you get to live, but then it kinda makes sense that you died. Which I know sounds sick, even though it’s for the sake of good story telling. If you were real then it would be really sick too. You have a very interesting life… Your Parents loved you and… It must’ve been excruciating that they were ignoring you… People in school were assholes to you, but then they don’t deserve anything horrible that I or everyone for that matter, is thinking. You did’,t deserve to die, and I guess in you head you didn’t care if you deserved it or not. You didn’t really say that you thought you deserved to die… But I have a feeling that you did too anyway… I know that feeling, not caring about yourself. You start giving up on everything because you know, you’ll kill yourself anyway so whatever. You took the world by storm, and not just your fictional world, but everyone else’s. ... Read more

Thank you for filling my childhood with laughs. We shared a birthday so every year on my birthday I watch my favorite movies and stand up comedies of yours. You will never be forgotten. Not by me. You were so young and you still inspire me to get better. I have suffered with anxiety and depression for years and hearing your story keeps me going. Your story had a sad ending, but I know if you were here you would tell people to keep going. Just because you lost your fight doesn’t mean we will. You’ve been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember and you always will be.

You’re gone for seven years . I’ve never got chance to say how much I love You . You were always there for me , like a second father . I have amazing memories on you . My last good memory with you is day when you met my friend . We aren’t friends anymore , but you are still my grandad . Week after this day you ended in Hospital And then you died . I was about seven years and I couldn’t understand why you are dead . I was watching our old photos and I was crying so much . I’m sorry for my sister . When you died , she was little baby. She doesn’t understand why I’m crying every time , when we go to cemetery . She has no memories on you . I’m sorry for every bad thing I ever did . You maybe can see me from sky and think how bad I am . You know how bad I am in English , so here is something in Czech .

Děkuji ti za všechno co jsi pro mě kdy udělal . Za lásku , starost a především šťastné dětství . Byl jsi a navždy ... Read more

You were a very depressed man, but no one knew it till your death. You were always happy and full of energy. You smiled and carried on like nothing was wrong I understand that, I do it so no one asks questions because even I don’t have the answers to those questions. Here lately things have been very hard and it seems to me your the only person I can think of dead or alive that understands. I just don’t know how to cope with everything going on in life it bothers me but I’m trying my hardest to be okay. How can I though when everything is going on.

You were a very depressed man, but no one knew it till your death. You were always happy and full of energy. You smiled and carried on like nothing was wrong I understand that, I do it so no one asks questions because even I don’t have the answers to those questions. Here lately things have been very hard and it seems to me your the only person I can think of dead or alive that understands. I just don’t know how to cope with everything going on in life it bothers me but I’m trying my hardest to be okay. How can I though when everything is going on.

you´re gone almost one year and this 10th june will be only yours. I think of you and your beautiful voice every single day. I remember, when you were singing at The Voice a song from Miley Cyrus. It was strong, i cried many times, when i was watching it. It´s hard to write about you in a past but you are still here, with all of us. In our hearts. I know, you won´t never read that, but you are my inspiration. Forever.

I am your sister, flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood, or maybe I was. I could ask you many things, but actually I know the answers. You’ve gone. You’ve gone and I just have to deal with it. I’ve been trying for years, but I can’t, ok? When we were kids we talked, don’t know, walking to school, and people turned their head to watch us, bacause we were so bright. Together we were a powerful, bright flame, and I am feeling like – I’m going to, forever – I’m feeling like ash. I want to be alive. I want to grow up and stop being so stupid, a silly crying little girl, and I’m trying with all my forces to do so, but the memory of you hits me and I fall. Every damned time. You said you won’t leave me. You said we’ll be together forever, did you remember? Oh so much hypocrit to say, I also said a lot of things, but it’s like if I don’t throw away the memories I remain like this forever, and if I do I feel empty. It has no sense. I don’t want to be a weight for people. If I travel through the ... Read more

You’ve been gone almost 9 years now. There is so much you have missed. I graduated college like I promised. I still work at the job you initially helpedal me get and have been promoted twice. I am now a Director. I think all the time that I wouldn’t have that good fortune without you. I bought a house on my own. You would have loved it. I met a man who takes care of me and does thoughtful little acts for me like only you have ever done. I married this man and he is a wonderful husband to me. I wish you could have walked me down the aisle but you know my brother did it proudly and filled with honor in your place. I did not have a father daughterm dance of any kind despite my mom’s persistence. No man could ever replace you, it wouldn’t have felt right. The absence of that dance was a nod to the hole your death has left in our lives. I also never changed my last name just like I also promised you the night you died. I made ... Read more

When you left this world I as shocked I didn’t want to say anything I can’t say anything, I was shocked I was at school hanging in the cafeteria with my friends and laughing, I was texting my gradmother they she texted me you died I was there shocked and star Ted blurting things out how your three children and your wife, I didn’t think about you too much that day and I came home my grandma kept telling me your dead and I don’t want to know that, you were my dads best friend you go out for drinks a lot he would always visit you and drink even though my dad less spend time with me it was ok he never probably drink that much in Singapore , I knew he was working for me so this is his happiness to drink with you and other people. My father also don’t like you being away, I feel he can’t accept it the last time he said you was in January you guys were drinking and it was my grandfathers 60th birthday there is a photo my aunt took of you you look happy drinking with your pals. The ... Read more