Dear Santa,
Please, I just want
my father back for christmas.

This is what was on the ghost whisperer. Maybe I should write my own letter.


Dear Santa,
I'm sorry I'm such a horrible person. I am irresponsible and inconsiderate of others feelings. I lost my ipod, and it got ran over by a car. I'm not sure if it works. This is just like the time I lost my phone, except worse, because it's my mom that's disappointed in me. I feel the need to tell you this, because I am not a good person. I haven't been good this year, and I most likely will continue to be a good person, because that is just how this life works for everyone. I love my dog and my cat and my mother and Ryan and Nicki very deeply. I just want them to get what they want next christmas. When I lost my ipod, my mother told me to pray. But then I thought, Why pray? Pray to something that I'm not even sure exists? Pray for something, even though the outcome never turns out in my favor? I don't know. I'm just thinking out loud. I also care for my friends very deeply. They might do some bad things, or say some bad things, or like totally wrong people, but they are truly good people. I feel like this should be entitled to god, but I don't think I even believe in him. If I told my mother or father, they would be truly devastated. But I'm just not sure. I guess I'm not really sure about anything anymore. High school just seems like a total cliche to me now. I need my future, but what on earth am I going to do for it? Softball? Marine biologist? Lawyer? Psychologist? English Major? What about some of the bigger decisions, too. Marriage? Kids? Adoption? Big family? That sounds nice. I've always wanted a big family. I want a ton of kids. Adopted, my own, someone else's. I just truly love kids. They can be so naive, yet so completely intelligent at the same time. Most people don't understand this, but I do. They choose to see the good in people. They choose to ignore the things their young minds can't handle. They don't think about the consequences, they just do. We can really learn a lot from them. Well, Santa. I guess I'm just trying to figure everything out. But quite honestly, I don't deserve anything for christmas. I disappoint too many people. And I don't deserve it. I never do.

Love,
Courtney.