Elise's P.O.V

The Doctor said that I was okay and that I could've been much worse, I just had a concusion and a little internal bleeding, which they fixed. I had also been out for a couple days. I didn't win the competition, some other girl did, but my brothers group came in second and got a contract with SM Ent and I was happy for them, I did come in third, so I get to meet the idol of my choice, I hadn't thought of who yet though.

I haven't actually talked to anyone, not even Zico...or the boy who made my stomach flutter (yes he visited me). I've been to busy crying and mourning over the loss of the most important person in my life, and debating whether or not to open the letter she sent me.

Today I decided to do it. I was going to read the letter.

I opened the letter with shaky hands, if the letter is really from my mum, it would be short and to the point. Oh how I wish I could wake up and this would all just be a dream, my mum would be alive and well and on her way herer (like she was supposed to be), but sadly reality's a . Dreams and wishes never come true, no matter how hard you hope and pray.

I unfolded the letter and began to read. 

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die. 

It was like I heard her voice as I read, it brought tears to my eyes and a heart renching sob to my chest. It wasn't fair! Why did God have to take my mum? I want her back! I have no life without her! 

I heard my phone beep and I grabbed it off of the hospitals bedside table, it was a voice mail from a couple days ago...from my mum. I wiped my eyes and  pressed play, listening to my mothers voice.

"Hey sweetie, it's mummy. If you get this and the letter, it means I'm not here anymore, I'm sure you know what that means. You most likely know my cause of death, so lets skip that part. I know what you're like, you are going to grieve for months, you'll lock people out, you won't eat or sleep, and you won't talk to anyone for the longest time. -sigh- I don't want you to do that hun, I want - no - need you to live your life, I need you to let people in and stop pushing them away, let them help you. If not for you, but for me. Not only that, but of the issue of your father, I'm sure you know who he is because you listen to him on a daily basis. Your is Choi Seunghyun. Yes, the rapper from the group BigBang, surreal isn't it? But it's true. It's a bit to take in, but you have your whole life to process it, do live it well. You remember the song I used to sing you? Sing it with me. 

~Another day has gone