I have died every day waiting for you, Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you, For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more." Christina Perri ~ A Thousand Years 

Abigail Breslin plays Elizabeth 

Dear Beth,

I'm sorry for my selfish choices, Beth. Oh, don't you remember the times when we are all happy. The naive childhood image comes to my mind when I think about our past. We were so happy back then.

I haven't felt happiness in a long time, and I don't think I ever will. Did you tell them to cremate me? To be honest... you were never the same ever since you got the abortion.

You and I both want Jason Collins to burn in Hell, but then again, I also want a pint of happiness too.

You made me happy, until depression came and we became slightly distant.

I realize that my last words to you were, "Cake: the last thing I want to eat before I die." You thought it was joke, and I wanted you to think that way. Beth, I also hope you'll forgive me for eating your oreo cake as I write this letter to you, to everybody.

Would I be more selfish if I asked you not shed any tears? No. I suppose I can't. Asking you to forgive me is selfish enough.

You know, remember when you asked me what I was most afraid of?

Oblivion. I... am afraid of being forgotten.

I know I'm causing you pain, with every word I wrote, but please remember me as a loving sister, not a girl who caused you misery.

I don't blame me if you spurn my requests. I really don't.

Honest, I swear.

I'm not holding any feelings against you, but Elizabeth, I hope you do remember your unborn child one day when you're happy with a husband and children. Thing is, Beth, you never did anything to me.

Even if you did, I can't blame you for anything. Sometimes I regret, little sis, I regret writing this letter to you. But even I cannot block all the horrors of the world.

You're only fifteen. When you graduate, you'll leave for college, leave this hellhole of a town, just like Hunter. I'm just sad I'll never be like that.

Suicide is selfish, and a cowardly move, and I know that suicide affects others too.

If you killed yourself like I did, I don't think I'll ever recover. After the grief and the regret, I hope you'll move on from me, move on and forgive me.

Like I said, I would take my life if you did too, but you are different from me.

You are strong. Promise me this: You will not kill yourself. If you do, I will never forgive you.

Ever.

I have so much more to tell you, but I do not want to deepen your pain. So, I'll just end with this.

I love you, Beth. I hope Hunter will take care of you more than I ever did.

Hugs and kisses,

Natalie Palmer,

Your loving older sister.