One Hundred Letters for James

015

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Electrocution

(Did you get a knew phone number? Is that why you won't answer?)

Sometime in Grade Five I think, I started feeling insecure about myself and my looks and about what everyone thought about me, so I started grooming myself immaculately everyday.

First, I would wake up at 6:30, even though school didn't start till 8:30, and shower. I would scrub my hair and scrub my body, and I would make sure there were no bumps or bruises.

Then I would blow dry my hair, and that's where it would get hard.

The shower in my house drained incredibly slow, and was often still full 10 minutes after I turned off the water.

I was also very clumsy, constantly losing my grip on things.

Namely, my hair dryer.

And where did I drop it? The full bathtub.

There was a terrible shock noise, and I ran out of the bathroom so quickly I didn't see the aftermath.

I didn't blow dry my hair for a year after.

I'm worried about you, James. I've tried to not be, but it's just so hard.