I know by the time you read this I will be already gone, you are mad, upset, devastated. I know, and I’m sorry that I cause you that pain. I wrote this to try to explain why I’m gone. I know it will be hard to understand, but please try. I will start at the beginning.
It started with dreams. Dreams of drifting through the stars and floating in the clouds. Every single night I would lie down and drift into these beautiful surreal dreams. They left me with odd feeling when I woke up. I remember them. I remembered every single detail of every single dream. And every dream was different. Every night I experienced a new world or new galaxy. Every morning I would add it to my library of dreams. I knew no one ever remembers their dreams clearly, so why did I? After the first night they did not stop. I was worried that something was wrong, that I was going crazy. But at the same time, I didn't want them to stop. After two months, they changed instead of just floating some distance away of stars and planets. I went into them, I saw with my own eyes all the little particles that make up everything in this universe. Every night I learned something new. My mind expanded to contain more knowledge than even the greatest library. I learned all the secrets that the scientist today cannot even fathom discovering. I delved into the earth and learned every nook and cranny. I learned of the past, the present and even the future. It was after four months that I noticed it. I noticed the presence behind me. As soon as I noticed it I knew this creature, because for some reason I knew it wasn't a human, was guiding me. It was teaching me the wonders of the universe. I know all of your noticed me drawing away. Day dreaming more and more. School work became easy, I already knew everything they wanted to teach me. I wanted to learn more. I began to wake up only to look forward to going to sleep again. To see what my teacher had to show me that night. It went on for months. I know I worried you. I know you noticed when I would stop mid-sentence, but what you did not know is that I would stop to watch a butterflies fragile wings glide on the breeze or the first little flower push its way into the light.
Ten months had past. I had become better at hiding my my detachment from reality from you. But my thirst for more knowledge only grew. My yearning for my teacher to show me more became an endless pain in my gut. I would often think about what my teacher looked like. I imagined a creature big and strong with eyes that held the secrets of the universe.
Eleven months. Once I felt my teachers hot breath on the back of my neck, I turned fast. I saw a flash of gold, but nothing was there. But then, very quietly two words were whispered in my mind. Not. Yet. And I understood and did not try to catch a glimpse of my teacher again.
Twelve months. I felt something was coming. It was that that feeling that you get when you reach the climax of the book . That building sensation that builds and builds. and then nothing. Its over. In my recent dreams my teacher had shown me things that could change everything. The world, our solar system, the universe, everything. I felt my teachers lessons coming to an end.
Today. Today I woke up. And I knew. I had known all along. Today is the day I leave this world. My teacher had taught me everything. It is time to go. I sat with all of you today. I watched you talk and laugh. I memorized your faces, the sound of your voices, the movement of your bodies.I told you I had to say something important. All of you turned to look at me. I looked into your eyes. So many beautiful colors. All given to you by little proteins spiraled in billions of twisted staircases throughout your body. Given to you by your parents. One of you got impatient and told me to get on with it. I love you I said. You laughed at my sentimentality. I smiled in response. You all turned back to your conversation about petty things. The moment gone. But it was okay, you would soon understand. That night I went about as everything was the same. As I walked the halls one last time and told you all good night. I knew I would miss it here. I knew more than this place could ever give me now. But it still holds a sacred place in my heart. I watched my roommates peaceful face and smiled. She will go far . I turned off the lights. I rolled up this letter in one hand and tucked my pen in the other. I lied down in bed and rested my head on my pillow for one. Last. Dream. I found myself on the beach, down by the water. The warm air caressed my skin. The full moon illuminated the water lapping the rocky shore. I turned to look back and the dimly lit windows of my home. I know that my feet did not take me from my bed to the beach. But I also knew that if someone did look at my bed right now, they would not find me there. A warm breath moved the hair on the back on my neck. I smiled and turned to greet my teacher. I stared into eyes that contained the key to the universe. My teachers eyes were no one color, they were kaleidoscopes. Giving you glimpses of unknown worlds. The two eyes were set in a massive face covered in glimmering gold scales. Two ivory horns spiraled out of my teachers forehead. I catch a glimpse of the beasts massive scaled body and wings, folded so neatly again the body. I looked up into my teachers eyes and I knew that I saw a Dragon because my heart saw a dragon. My teacher blew hot air across my face, I knew it was time to go. I pulled myself up on my teachers back. The gold scales warm under my hands. I looked back once more at my home. And I was gone. We soared. It was just like my dreams. We climbed higher and higher breaking through the clouds. Higher and higher. Bursting. Into the stars. I climbed off my teachers back. And there we floated looking down at the blue and green marble called earth. I turned to my teacher. It was time to say goodbye to my teacher too. My teacher pressed its warm forehead against mine. And I understood, the last part to the key to the universe. The reason I was here. My teacher pull back. As my teachers wings unfolded and carried my teacher away one single tear slid down my cheek. I would never see my teacher again.
I rest among the stars now, and I watch you find me missing. I see your tears and your pain. But I sent to you this letter knowing that it will not ease your pain. And I am sorry. I know as you read this my friends you will doubt my words. You may doubt my words your whole life. But I promise you my friends, you will see me again. You will recognize me for I will look the same as the day I left, except for my eyes. For they now hold, the key to the universe.
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