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Dear loved one who is reading this,
I know you will not get this until I am gone, but do not weep. I wanted this. I wanted to die the way I did. Why? Because I wanted to feel something. Anything. Also I wanted to go on my terms. If I had let the cancer kill me it would have been horrible. This way at least I have some control.
It's been a very long time since I've had control over anything in my miserable life. The feeling of having power over one little thing in my life is a miracle to me. In my eyes at least. You may not understand, but perhaps one day you may. If not then I guess this is just something you can keep to remember me by.
Mum, I love you so much and please don't blame yourself. You did everything right so don't think any of this is your fault. You will always be the best Mother ever and I couldn't have asked for a better childhood or life. Don't stop making those fantastic cherry pies that I love so much. Dad won't admit it, but he secretly does love if. He was the one who used to steal it, not me and Clara. It's fine though, it was only the logical assumption.
Dad, let me just start of by saying this: I hope Mum doesn't kick your ass for stealing the pie and letting us kids take the blame. I will forgive you, but only because I love you. Let me tell you this, if you try to blame Clara for the pie now it's not gonna work.
Clara, dear Clara. Oh what should I say about you, little sis? Well, I think you're beatiful, smart, and you will always be my best friend. Don't cry for me, move on with your life. Help Mom and Dad get through this. For me, please. I'm begging you. I love you, little sister.
Davy, Miles, and Bill. Oh, you three are trouble, let me start off with that. We grew up together. We got in trouble together. We did everything together. Hell, we even got in trouble together. But that's fine because it was all good times. I wouldn't take any of it back. Never. Not for all of the money in the world. Not for all of Mum's cherry pie in the world. Not even to get rid of my cancer. But that's okay. You know what, I am perfectly fine with accepting the fact of dying.
Why? Because we all do eventually. It's just that some leave earlier than others. I am one of those people and I have happily accepted that. You will accept it also, but it may take you all a little while. When I did I'll be in the stars, where I've always wanted to go. I love you all with every once of my heart and my last dying breaths.
With love and respect,
James
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