This is the first in the series of the "Dear Death" letters.
Heavily inspired by "The Book Thief", I tend to spiral into writing them after any incident which has left a deep, saddening impact.
#1: This one was written after the AMRI hospital went up in flames.
When you take all the lost souls to heaven, carry them gently please. While you engulfed each one of them in your cloak today, I touched them and cried for them too. My heart bled for them. Carry them to a place where there is peace, a clear sky and no smoke.
Someone who felt the heat.
Dated: 9th December 2011