August 12, 2013
Dear Charlie,
I'm writing to you because I think that you and I have a lot in common even though you don't know me. And the letters that you have written are sadly amazing. The kind of amazing that makes you think about your own life and wonder what is it exactly that you're doing wrong. I don't want you to figure out exactly who I am. I just need someone who will listen and understand me, and I know that you will.
So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am the kind of sad that becomes so used to being sad that it's perfectly okay. I don't exactly know what that means.
I want to blame this on my past. Things that happened to my friends. Things that I couldnt stop from happening. Things that I un-realizingly caused.
The real reason I'm writing this letter is because I'm starting high-school tomorrow and I'm quite terrified. The image of last spring and an incident at school that I got involved in make me not sure I would ever want to see these people again. Or a weapon. I'm sure you would understand.
Love always, Alia
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