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Posted: 8/22/2010 7:22 PM PDT
You may want to consider your character writing to someone who is already dead, or someone they would never again have contact with. If your character had a nagging guilt about something that happened to someone who was dead, writing that letter could be like letting them forgive themselves. Honestly I think letters to mommy and daddy would get boring. Letters to a friend that you had a fight with and never made up before he/she died would put some spice into it.
Posted: 8/21/2010 8:11 PM PDT
Thank you for your gentle touch, for your kind heart,thank you for your warmth and theincredible love you shone for me through your eyes. I know you never knew it, but you fed my starving soul. Fridays working at the newspaper packaging center in Concord became like heaven to me. I couldn't wait. I couldn't wait to feel that amazing joy again. I felt so loved and special in your presence. Thank from the bottom of my no longer broken, starved heart, thank you for making me shine.
Posted: 8/20/2010 4:40 AM PDT
Read 'Thirteen Reasons Why'. It's basically the same idea but the girl sends out thirteen tapes (not letters) to people who she blames for her commiting suicide. it's a really good book - you should read it.
Posted: 8/5/2010 7:51 AM PDT
Something strange happened to me about a week ago. I was cycling in front of a friend, about to cross a road. There was a building to my left, so I couldn't see past the bend of the road, but I concluded that I could look into the empty street far enough to make it to the other side. If a car would appear now, I will make it.
At that moment, I looked over my shoulder to my friend, who had turned left on the pavement. I stopped just before the curb, and turned to follow her.
Then a car approached from behind the corner. It was going way too fast for the area (shopping streets), so fast, in fact, that the right turn it was taking, was causing the car to slant. I've had driving lessons for half a year or so, so I am capable of estimating the speed of vehicles, and this one was going at least 50 km/h (30 mph).
I could see that if I had crossed that road, the timing would have been perfect and, wearing no protection at all, I would have been hit. But I had turned to check on my friend, who hadn't even called or anything, and so I just stared as the car passed me by.
There was some young guy driving it, a boy almost.
First thing I did was laugh: 'Did you see that? Did you... I would have been dead if I crossed that road, you know! Did you notice the speed of that car? Well...thank you for going left.'
We continued the shopping, and my thoughts drifted off quite fast, but fifteen minutes later, I just wanted to go home.
I went to my friends place and we ate and played games, but really I wanted to see my mom.
A day later I was searching youtube for songs by The Script, and I found Live Like We're Dying (true story). I downloaded it, and I've listened to it over and over again. I reconnected to old friends and didn't suffer any stress from the memory.
I planned an extra vacation.
I guess this is how it went for me:
This is not like knowing you're gonna die, but it's some wake up call anyway. Or that's how I see it.
I didn't saw my life flash, I didn't cry about it. I don't believe a god has saved my life. I just think I was very lucky, and I may not be it next time.
So back to your question, I think that I would write to my parents, brother and sisters, other close relatives, then my best friends, then other relatives, other friends and acquaintances and somewhere in between I will probably leave a note on Webook too (and other social sites).
I think I will leave the message for the passed ones for the moment I face them again.
I hope this (long) post was helpful, you're free to use this in any form for a story.
Posted: 7/7/2010 11:51 PM PDT
let me see.....
i was alone in my room, just reading a really good story, when i felt some pains running through my chest. I put a hand to my chest and i noticed that my heart has numerous beats, like, going really, really fast. I started to panic, but i say to myself "Don't let this go to your head."
shrugging it off, i went to sleep. I know this actually sounds weird but i have recently had a heart opperation when i was about three years of age. One side of my heart had a hole and was larger than the other side. So, as i was sleeping, i struggled to breathe, i was sweating a lot and i kept having visions of myself clutching at my chest and wheezing. My mum the next morning said that i was in a lot of stress from chores around the house and told me that i should go see a doctor. What for? I told her no, saying that i should work less and focus on doing yoga. I did some breathing excersises (spelling) and my heart started to slow down a bit. But i am still worried that i might die from a heart attack at the age of thirty.
Posted: 5/19/2010 4:07 AM PDT
i recently actually done this, i had a weird chocking fit one night while alone in the house, and i thought i was going to die. so i wrote all these letters out to everyone. some interesting people came up .
my parents, siblings, aunts, uncls, cousins, grandparents, my boyfriend. they were the first obvious ones. but then i wrote to all my mates, every single one , even the ones i hadn't talked to in years. my childhood sweetheart, the guy i have a crush on, the teacher in primary school who taught me to read, the postman for delivering all my letters, the farmer who we buy vegtables off every wednesday, the neighbor who hates me, the teacher who tried to unsuccessfully kick me out of college, the guy who invented facebook which helped me reconnect with long lost friends, and a couple of my favourite singers.
i was surprised when i woke up in the morning and saw all these letters spraweled on my bedroom floor. i didn't remember writing half of them. it turned out i have Sleep apnea. the airway collapses in your sleep and stops you breathing.
it releived me to know i wasn't going to pop my clogs any time. but i kept all the letters i wrote. i read them every now and then and i try to go by the feelings i wrote in that scary moment. so i try to like the teacher, be nice to the neighbor and i tey to tell everyone how brilliant they are and how much i appreciate them. its weird, you find out who you really love at that moment.
Posted: 5/11/2010 7:50 AM PDT
I have an idea for a book kind of based off the song Live Like We're Dying by Kris Allen. Basically, the girl's English teacher tells the class to write one letter to a loved one as if it were the last thing you would ever say to them, you somehow knew you were going to die the next day. The main character is inspired to create a last testament of sorts, writing out letters to all of her loved ones. My question for all of you is this:
If you somehow knew you were going to die, who would you want to talk to the most? What would you say to them? Don't limit it to just one person either. As I said, she writes more than one letter. Include family, friends, loves and lost loves.
I look forward to hearing from all of you. And trust me, if this book goes far, you will all be mentioned in the aknowledgements of my book!