Novel & Cerita Letters To My Dad In Heaven

"Angel? I won't assist him. Because of what he done to our family, I hate him. "Please, Dad!" I pleaded while my face was covered in tears. "My life is in heaven. I can't bear to think that I might lose her. I adore her a lot. After a little break, my father resumed speaking, this time with a calmer tone. "Send an image of heaven to me. I'll try to help if I can. I promptly texted my father a picture of Heaven after feeling a wave of relief wash over me. "I'm grateful, Dad. I realize this is a lot to ask, but words cannot explain how appreciative I am.

Narrator’s POV— ( Past Life) “Dear Dad, Trust this letter finds you and mom in good health! I know you must be very sad and devastated after losing me and I can’t even bring myself to imagine what it must be like to lose a grown up daughter whom you have loved more than anything in the world!

Fiona took a deep breath and started to read the letter with careful emotion: "My Dearest Kaitlyn, As I sit down to pen this letter, my heart is heavy with the knowledge that time is a fleeting companion, and there are words, sentiments, and a father's love I wish to share with you before it slips away entirely. Above all else, I wish you good health and a life of stability, my precious daughter. Life's journey is unpredictable, and filled with both triumphs and regrets. My heart swells with a mix of pride and sorrow as I witness the remarkable resilience you've displayed. I must extend my sincerest apologies for any moments where I fell short as your father. It is a regret that weighs heavi

I replied, and we both smiled. I gave both Logan and Sebastian looks that told them to stay out of this and they got the message. I quickly got up and took the letter and also USB drive with the video in it. “Dad wanted you to see this” I said, and he nodded opening the letter. He started tearing up the moment his eyes landed on our father’s terrible handwriting. We always spoke about how he should have been a doctor with that writing. It is terrible but when I read the letter he left for me it was beautiful.

“I don’t think that’s true, Isaiah. My mom used to say to me, ‘As long as there’s a memory and love, no one is truly lost.’ This pack loved your dad so much, and there are so many memories of him everywhere. So, reading this letter would only keep him alive here.” Zira placed her hand over my heart. The touch of her hand on my skin ignited something in me. I had to control myself from breathing too hard. I didn’t want her to know how much I had reacted to her just now. I took her hand off my chest and looked at Zira with compassion. “You always know what to say,” I said before taking a deep breath and opening the letter. Son. I read the letter, and it felt like my father was standing before

It might sound foolish; but dad's initials are of his; and no one, not even mom, knows about it; it just feels like yesterday, the two days before dad went on a trip, and he was proclaimed dead; before that, he had showed this initials to me; he advised me not to over pass this initials, and anytime he sends a message, I would know he is the one. And now; I am reading the letter he supposedly wrote to Drake to give to me. I exhaled deeply, the strong air came out from my mouth as I began to read dad's letter; from what I get; dad was happy; he is telling me about his friend, Drake's dad and said; he'd one day make me meet his friends family.But if he couldn't, he will send this letter and ho

But his chest rose and fell in a slow, steady rhythm. He was still alive. Barely. My feet moved before I could think about it, stopping a foot away from him. “What’d he tell you?” I asked Ronald without turning back. He ignored me, speaking to Mason instead. “What did you find out from the grandmother.” Ronald asked evenly. Something heavy pressed against my chest and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I turned to him. “That your father was deranged.” I spat. His face didn’t waver. Nothing.

“Mommy, Uncle Eli told me not to be sad because even though daddy is gone, he is still looking at me from heaven. So don't be too sad, mommy.” I sighed, nodding at him even though I'm not sure if my son's father really went to heaven after he died. I bent down and gently caressed his cheek. He smiled. He withdrew his little hand from holding me. He fixed my hair that had been messed up by the wind that had been messing it up for a while.

“Any last words, darling?” Hindi ako makapagsalita. Nanatili akong nakatitig sa kanya. “Alright. Have fun in heaven, little lamb.” The side of his lips curved into a vile grin as his eyes darkened with mischief. “One,” he started counting and my knees almost gave out. Mom and Dad, I’m sorry if I’d have to go first. “Two,” he continued. Amadeus, please take care of our parents. I love you guys. I’ll see you all someday.

It was the last thing I heard Dad said before he walked away. He began to approach the plane, every step he took was like a weight being put down in my chest. It was as if everything moved so fast and the last thing I remembered, he was gone out of our sights. And that was the last time I ever saw him. ~*~ I began to open my eyes slowly, as silence filled my ears. I was greeted by these white walls and incandescent light coming from something beside me. Am I in heaven? I thought to myself only to realize that heaven was for people who were righteous, and I was too sinful to be there.