I · miss · David

I've been having loads of dreams about Dave recently. Some have been nice ones, some are not.
One was I was on holiday with Gran and Grandad and Dave. It was really nice.
The other one was I looked out of my bedroom window and saw members of my family hanging from trees. It was awful. That's how Dave died. He hung himself.
I never used to dream about him before which makes me sad. Now he's dead I wish I still had him around. Even though we barely saw him.
I think that's what makes it worse.

Dear David,

Do you have any idea what you have done to the family? Why couldn't you have spoken to one of us about what was going on? Why did you have to do this to yourself and your parents?
Grandma is beyond grief and Grandad doesn't know what to do. Cath could have hurt herself. Did you think of that? Did it even cross your mind how your death might effect your little sister?
Sue crys a lot and is so angry at you. She hates that girl as well. We all do.
Mum just keep it to herself. She cries sometimes but doesn't want to upset Sophie too much.
I don't know what to do or how to react. I miss you. I wish we'd seen more of each other but you moved so far away from your family. I was so angry at you for not sending me a card for my 21st, but now that seems silly.
I am angry at you. Very angry. For leaving all of us so soon and in this way.
There are so many unanswered questions. Hopefully one day I'll learn what was going through your head. But not yet. I don't plan to meet you with you any time soon

Love

Sarah
xxx