Horror Story - 'Letters to the Dead'

Essay by AnnaaarJunior High, 9th grade September 2009

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Dear Daddy,I’m writing a letter because I think that it might help me feel better. Maybe it will make me feel like you’re here again. I miss you.

That man thought he knew you. The man talking at the funeral. He thought he could tell us about how he was your friend. He was never your friend. He never knew you, did he?I nearly shouted at him for pretending. But I know you wouldn’t want that. I just walked away so I could talk to you.

I miss you. I don’t understand how you died. When mum came back, she paid the babysitter and gave me a big hug. I asked her where you were, and she said ‘Daddy’s gone to live with the angels.’ Like I’m a baby. I’m not a baby, I’m nearly nine, and I didn’t cry at your funeral. Mummy hasn’t said how you died.

I wish you could talk to me for real. Then you could tell me what happened. Maybe I’ll ask mummy in the morning. I’m going to bed now, because otherwise mummy will hug me and I don’t want her to hug me right now.

Night night daddy.

Ellis x x xEllis sat back in his chair. He felt his eyes start to water, and shut them tight. He took the letter and put it under the cushion on his chair. Ellis heard his mother coming down the hallway and he climbed into bed and closed his eyes.

Ellis heard his door opening. For a moment he heard nothing, then a sigh, and then a click as the lights went off. The door was closed and there was silence.

Ellis walked down the corridor. “Mum?” he called. “Daddy?” He opened the living room door.

His mother grabbed hold of...