[ ic ; letter - a deceased person you wish you could talk to ]
Dear Ellen,
I honestly don't even know where to begin with this letter. I guess I should start with thank you. You took care of us like we were family after Dad passed and you helped us out in more ways than I can really count. Me and Dean, we're not {...} really used to that kind of support, to having someone we could actually depend on. At least, we weren't when we met you. You made it so much easier. Before long it was {...} kind of like what I imagine having a mom must be like.
Which is where I should say I'm sorry. What happened to you and Jo just {...} wasn't fair, at all. And at the same time, the way you died, it was such a tribute to your strength. No matter where you were or who you were with, you always had this give-em-hell attitude, and never let anything stand in your way. To the very end, you stuck with that conviction of yours and did what you had to be done.
There aren't words to tell you how much I respect you, Ellen. And how much it hurt to see you go. You were family, and I will never forget everything you gave for us.
Thank you,
Sam Winchester
I honestly don't even know where to begin with this letter. I guess I should start with thank you. You took care of us like we were family after Dad passed and you helped us out in more ways than I can really count. Me and Dean, we're not {...} really used to that kind of support, to having someone we could actually depend on. At least, we weren't when we met you. You made it so much easier. Before long it was {...} kind of like what I imagine having a mom must be like.
Which is where I should say I'm sorry. What happened to you and Jo just {...} wasn't fair, at all. And at the same time, the way you died, it was such a tribute to your strength. No matter where you were or who you were with, you always had this give-em-hell attitude, and never let anything stand in your way. To the very end, you stuck with that conviction of yours and did what you had to be done.
There aren't words to tell you how much I respect you, Ellen. And how much it hurt to see you go. You were family, and I will never forget everything you gave for us.
Thank you,
Sam Winchester