I've been doing some thinking...
Death puts so many things in perspective. Since I died a few days ago, I've been thinking over things and come to the conclusion, that I have a few things to apologize for, if anyone will listen. I'm tying to start my ghost life with a clear slate.
Derek: I'm sorry for using you. I really did like you, but I still used you, and beat you up during the eclipse, and for that, I'm sorry.
Cora: I'm sorry for not healing you in the hospital when you were dying. I could have healed you and still done what I needed to do.
Peter: I have nothing to say to you, you're still a jerk.
Scott: I'm sorry that I kidnapped your mom, and beat you up too. Your mom is all you have left, and I shouldn't have gone that far.
Mrs. McCall: I'm sorry for kidnapping you, and making you eat burritos with the Sheriff and myself.
Chris: I'm sorry for kidnapping you, and whacking you on the head too. And for making you eat burritos too.
Stiles: I'm sorry for kidnapping your dad, the one family member you had left. I'm sorry I fed him complete junk food, I hope his cholesterol doesn't suffer as a result.
Sheriff: I'm sorry for stabbing you, kidnapping you, making you eat gas station burritos for weeks. That was cruel and unusual punishment, and I'm sorry.
Lydia: I'm sorry for nearly killing you, all you were was a girl who knew too much, but that wasn't your fault, and I'm sorry.
Ethan: I'm sorry for nearly killing you and your brother. I shouldn't have hurt you for doing the right thing.
Isaac: I'm sorry for nearly killing all of your pack. They're your family, and family should be sacred.
Heather: I'm sorry that I sacrificed you, you were so young and I stole the rest of your life. I'm sorry.
I don't think I missed anyone, but if I did, I am terribly sorry. I know that this doesn't make up for what I've done, but maybe it can be a start.