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[A year before]

It was December 9, one day away from Steve's birthday. I was in my room, I was sitting at my desk, I had several gel pens, colored sheets, scissors and some markers, I had made a birthday card for my brother, I started to write the letter, and this is what I wrote to him:

"Steve:

I can't believe you're turning 18 today... 18... congratulations, you're an adult now. I thank God for giving me such an amazing brother like you. Thank you for helping me, supporting me, giving me advice when I need it, a hug when I feel sad, and for making me laugh. I admire you a lot, I love to see how you love God and are passionate. I love you very, very, very much... for me you are the best brother in the world.

Happy 18th Birthday!"

I remember that the next day, when I gave him the letter, he hugged me and said:

—Thank you very much little sister.

The next day, I found a letter on my desk that said, "Princess". I immediately knew it was Steve's, because he used to call me that since I was little.

I sat at my desk and carefully opened the letter. Reading the letter, I started to cry. This is what that letter says:

"Tori:

Hey! I loved your letter. I have always admired your creativity and imagination... you are a great artist. I admire you too. I love that you always have a big energy, you spread your joy wherever you go, you are like a star that lights up everything in its path. Never let anyone dim that light that God put in your heart. You are an amazing little sister; I love you so much too.

With love, Steve.

P.S. My letter is not as pretty as yours, but I did my best".

[One year later]

That letter is one of my special possessions. I have a special box for letters and memories, but that letter, it's very special to me because it was one of the last letters that Steve gave me... LAST... that word is difficult for me to say in reference to my brother... my eyes fill with tears when I read the last letter that my brother gave me, he gave it to me on August 24, which was the day it began my school year; this was what he wrote:

"Hey little girl... well, not so little. Today is a very important day, it is your first day as a high school girl. Tears almost came to my eyes... the truth is that, if I got nostalgic, because my little sister is growing up... I wish that God gives you wisdom for this new stage that begins in your life. I love you so so so much...

P.S. I'll try not to cry... although I don't promise anything...

With love, Steve".

[Present]

That is the letter that makes me cry the most, because it is the last one he gave me. That day was so memorable, I thought I would always have my brother by my side, but unfortunately it won't be, but I am grateful for the 15 years we had together.

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