(I watched under the dome last night)
I'm shaking as I write this. No. Nononono. Let me out. Someone please find me. I'm sorry. Please don't kill me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I still love you. Why am I down here? Why did you put me here? No... Please... not again. You trapped me down here. I don't know why. I don't know. I don't know. SOMEBODY!!! PLEASE HELP ME!!!! You bring me food sometimes. You tell me you love me and you wish that I was the way I used to be. I don't know how. I told you that. You say that I'm sick but you won't tke me to the doctor. You tell me I'm safe here. I know I'm not. This isn't safe. I'm sorry I hurt you but you have to let me out. Please..... I guess you aren't going to come. This pencil is pretty sharp. I guess this is my last letter. Tell my brother I love him.
Goodbye,
Angie
