Hey guys. This was a project for my Lit Class. Based on the Story, "The Scarlet Ibis." I thought that I should post it. I took out my real name. We had to name the narrator of the story so we picked, "Rob"
September 1918
Dear Rob,
I'm sorry it has taken me this long to write to you but with everything going on and Doodle's funeral it was hard. It was beautiful but also very sad. I know the pain you're going through about losing him. It's very hard to lose someone you care so much about. I saw how sad you at the funeral. Just looking at Doodle's limp body in the casket, it looked as if you were about to cry. I'm sorry about what happened and I wouldn't blame you if you did cry. It is hard to get over the pain. I just want you to know that I'll be there if you need me. I'm sorry; again, Doodle was a good kid.
Doodle was a nice boy but you shouldn't blame yourself for his death. The circumstances may have seemed like it was you fault but it wasn't. You might think Doodle would've been better off without you but you're wrong. You taught Doodle how to walk and then he wanted to do so much more. If you weren't there for him, he might've been bedridden and never learned to walk. Your parents never would've let him try. I suppose he might've lived longer but he would never have anything to live for if you weren't around. If you weren't around, he'd have no one to be close to. Didn't you tell me that you got closer to him by doing this? It's not your fault he died. It was just some unlucky coincidence that Doodle died after you ran off. It's so horrible that it had to happen right then and there. It's so sad that it had to happen to you… You can't blame yourself it's not your fault.
It's sad that Doodle won't be able to go to school, but I hope you still do. Just because he died, you shouldn't miss school. Once school gets back in session, we can hang out more. Doodle would want us not to mope about him and would want us to get back to our normal lives. Think of it this way he was able to have a good life while he was around. It's the quality of life not the quantity. He was able to do more than anyone else expected him to do. It's nice to see the bright side of things instead of the bad things. He had a great life and he'd want us not to sit around and be sad. He'd want us to be happy.
Your Friend,
Kira
That was the end of that… I know it's sad and it was supposed to be. If you liked it, review. XD