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My mum died. This is bad. My dad is sad. My granny is sad.

I think I must be sad.

Sometimes my eyes leak water and I don’t know why.

The world has gone dark now, when it felt full of light.

It is Christmas and Mum has gone. People shouldn’t die at Christmas. That’s wrong.

My counsellor says I should talk about it. But who to? And what would I say?

So I’ve decided to write to you, Mum. I know you’ll understand.