April 1, 2016

Dear Amy,

I WASNT KNOW YOU WHEN YOU DİED BECAUSE IM TOO SMALL. BUT NOW IM THİNKİNG I WİSH I CAN GO TO YOUR CONCERTS OR WHATEVER. BUT ITS NOT A BİG PROBLEM. BECAUSE I CAN FEEL YOUR FEELİNG AND YOUR OLD OR PRESENT THOUGHTS. SOMEONE CAN ASK,SHE DİED HOW CAN HER THOUGHTS İN THE PRESENT. SOME THİNKS AND THOUGHTS NEVER DİES LİKE YOURS. PEOPLE WANT TO PUT YOU SOME SHAPES LİKE YOUR DOUGH OR WANT TO PLAY WİTH YOU A TOY . YOU WANT DONT LET THEM BUT WE CAN DO SOMETHİNGS WE DONT KNOW THAT WE DO. SO MAYBE CA CAN DİD TOO. BUT I DONT KNOW.

BEYZA
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April 1, 2016

Dear Ava Dellaira,

Maybe thats wrong idea to right messega you over here bur ı can’t find where can ı send tis letter. I love your book Ava can ı call you like this,because I’m little bit young and smaller than you. This book make me think really deep about it. That’ your real lifestory,isnt it? All the hint goes there. Im from Turkey,my English isnt perfect so i can do some grammer mistakes. If this letter would be Turkish,ı could wrifht more perfectly but now ı cant. And your sister,and your feelings,and Love Letters Dead,and all these little things. Im so gratefull tfor wrting this. I cant out all my felling beacuse of language. Sorry for that. I love you…

Beyza
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April 1, 2016

Mom,

Hey mom, I miss you. It’s been about a year and a half since you passed. I’ve thought about you every day, thinking about all of the good times we’ve had. I loved it when we had our little movie dates, or make dinner together, or just sit and read. Even the little things we did, I enjoyed them. I always thought it was funny how you ate ice cream with a fork. Sang our favorite songs in the car. And how I always found out the cool songs from you! You loved the sound of rain. I miss all of our little conversations. I really wish I would’ve got to talk to you more. I could say a million things to you right now, but that would take forever! My only wish is that I could build stairs from here to heaven and bring you home. But unfortunately I don’t have that power. I know heaven is good and safe an all, sorry I’m being selfish but I want you back. So bad. I just want one more day to spend with you and tell you everything. I’ll keep this letter short though. I love you mom, I ... Read more

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April 1, 2016

Dear River,

I know you had a lot of family, and I also know you died young. But part of me doesn’t think that many people, if any, really understood you. You had your own path that you were destined to go down. Your stubbornness ruined it. You had a lot going for you and your life had only just begun. Nobody truly knew how you felt. If I could tell you one thing, it’s that you inspired me more than anybody else. I can only imagine what you would have accomplished by now if you were still here. I say that lightly, because you are here. You always will be. You’re everywhere and with everybody you have ever known because that’s just the type of person you are. It’s hard to forget somebody so talented. You died a great person, and all I hope is that you knew that too.

Love, Delaney
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March 31, 2016

Dear Sam,

I can’t beleive your gone. It’s only been a day since I’ve found out but you’ve been gone for over a month. It hurts to think you’ll never get to be past 25. You were young. Did you do it on purpose or did you think there would still be a tomorrow for you? Have you watched over me? I would have found out tomorrow but I decided to dig through google about my past, looking up names that I know. What if Maykayla hates you when she grows up? I won’t let her. Did you think about us? Me. Dad, Hunter, Maykayla? Or was it us, things you didn’t have anymore, that drove you to continue? What if I hadn’t avoided you and tried to contact you sooner? Could I have helped you, or just caused myself more pain? I’ll talk to you later. I love you.

With all my love, Your almost step daughter.
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March 31, 2016

Dear Sam,

I can’t beleive your gone. It’s only been a day since I’ve found out but you’ve been gone for over a month. It hurts to think you’ll never get to be past 25. You were young. Did you do it on purpose or did you think there would still be a tomorrow for you? Have you watched over me? I would have found out tomorrow but I decided to dig through google about my past, looking up names that I know. What if Maykayla hates you when she grows up? I won’t let her. Did you think about us? Me. Dad, Hunter, Maykayla? Or was it us, things you didn’t have anymore, that drove you to continue? What if I hadn’t avoided you and tried to contact you sooner? Could I have helped you, or just caused myself more pain? I’ll talk to you later. I love you.

With all my love, Your almost step daughter.
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March 31, 2016

Dear Sam,

I can’t beleive your gone. It’s only been a day since I’ve found out but you’ve been gone for over a month. It hurts to think you’ll never get to be past 25. You were young. Did you do it on purpose or did you think there would still be a tomorrow for you? Have you watched over me? I would have found out tomorrow but I decided to dig through google about my past, looking up names that I know. What if Maykayla hates you when she grows up? I won’t let her. Did you think about us? Me. Dad, Hunter, Maykayla? Or was it us, things you didn’t have anymore, that drove you to continue? What if I hadn’t avoided you and tried to contact you sooner? Could I have helped you, or just caused myself more pain? I’ll talk to you later. I love you.

With all my love, Your almost step daughter.
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March 30, 2016

Dear Amy Winehouse,

I remember the day you died. I was only twelve, but I can still hear my dad sighing loud and saying “She was one of the good ones” when we heard about it on the radio. Now, five years from your death and two from his, those memories seem to be stick to my soul forever. I wonder if you two met over there… Wherever “there” is. I like to think there is actually something more to life and death. That we don’t just leave this world like we were never in it in the first place. Kind of like heaven, I guess…

My dad was nothing like yours, maybe if he had been, I wouldn’t miss him as much. Is it terrible that I sometimes wish he would have been a worse dad so my pains stops? But the thing is… He wasn’t. He was the best dad I could ever ask for, or anyone for that matter. He was the kind of dad who took you and picked you up from school everyday. The one who would never ever miss a school play, even if you’re playing a tree, he would be standing there with his proud look. ... Read more

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March 30, 2016

Dear Kurt,

I’ve written countless letters to you before, even before I read “Love Letters to the Dead”, but since I just re read it I remembered how long it’s been. When I reached the last page I saw a link to where to write a letter if you want to. I decided to use this opportunity to tell you that I wish you were still here, because you deserve to be here despite your mistakes. I’ve told you so many times before in other letters, but I really, truly mean it. You seemed to make the world such a better place when you were here. But Kurt, I also wanted to say that despite me loving you so much… I have to say that I think you made some horrible decisions that make me angry with you, even now, years later. Even though I was born after you died…. It’s just, dammit Kurt. Why would you think that doing drugs would help? Why would you think that killing yourself would help? It didn’t. It only left your wife, your friends, and the rest of the world to grieve over you. I know you’re smarter than that. There was a time ... Read more

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March 29, 2016

Dear Donald,

Today, Carrie and Ma were talking about Robert and how dad wants to keep in touch to use him for his cement and Ma said “You know the foundation on the house in town is cracked, if we can get him to fix it then maybe, after, we won’t need to keep him around for the debt he owes dad.” Carrie replied with “Yes, that’s fine, I just don’t want to be there while he’s doing it.” I wasn’t speaking just listening, and watching Carrie’s face get long and for a minute she was opening up about how sad it all made her, I could see for a second how her jaw unhinged like how it does right before a child is going to cry. Her eyebrows started drawing together and I could feel how she felt, I understood how deeply she regretted the mistake of marrying such a terrible man. I know you were probably there with us watching her, feeling her feelings, being apart of the conversation the way I was but it was so derailing to see someone I see as stable become unstable even if it was for 24 seconds. I get the same feeling when ... Read more

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