Sophie, a recently deceased cancer patient, has one last chance to talk to her loved ones.
I had a good run, didn’t I? 16 years of fun, laughter, love, friendship... The cancer had to spoil it. I only knew for 2 months. Last 2 months of my life, it sounds funny, but I went out on one hell of a high. The year 11 Ball, standing, posing with my boyfriend Billy in my light blue princess dress, him in his grey suit... That was truly the best night of my life.
I died 3 nights later. I fell asleep and didn’t wake up. It didn’t hurt, physically, but now i can see the pain I caused. Why did this happen to us?