(true feelings none fiction)
Dear Godfather Ernest Pinckerly.
The day you died when I was young was horrible.
My life had changed ever since. The memory of you is like a blur all I remember is your name and being with you from that short moment.
My father came to visit. Before I knew tears and cries of your death happened. Your beautiful white home came to it's silence. My tricycle and playground I left behind and more ,to go live with my older sister I found out about in last minute.
Till this day my life haven't been the same, went through so much since after your death.
My father doesn't speak of you.but I never bother to asked for observing the situation already gave me my answer.
I write this letter to you to release these memories. To let you know I always miss you.
Copyright © Nagella Jean-Baptiste | Year Posted 2017