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Dear Mr. Day,
I don't really know why I'm so afraid of dying. I guess it's just Paranoia or something. But I mean, I guess Worrying is just one of the many flaws of human nature. We spend too much time worrying about the future, when I think we need to just slow down and focus on today, and what's happening right now. Then again, I'm really not one to talk, considering I just spent most of my last letter focusing on dying, which is silly, you're right.
And I just dropped out of University because I just couldn't afford it. Just a lot for me to tackle, I was diving in head first and Uni really was something I should have thought through a bit more. But I hope I can get back into it soon, that would be a nice little miracle. I think making it through University would be amazing. Most likely impossible, but I'll tell you when I get there. Promise.
Also, it's a bit weird writing these, because I feel like I can say anything I want, and then I remember that there's someone out there who's actually going to read this, well, you're going to read this. I know you said I shouldn't be apologetic about what I write here, but some of it may just make me seem crazy. I know, being crazy and weird means you're different, and that's supposed to be good, but I don't want to be weird or crazy or different, because I'm tired of standing out. I'd rather fit in.
Sincerely,
A
I sat there for a few minutes, thinking about her last paragraph, until I came up with a reply.
Dear A,
But why would you want to fit in at all? Fitting in makes you boring, and I'm not sorry to say you are far from boring, A. Maybe you're not tired of being different, maybe you just need to be a different kind of different. You can interpret that in whatever way you want. But I think you're too good to be normal.
And worrying, boy do I have thoughts on that. For one, I think everyone deserves a little bit of time for worrying, it helps us sort things out, and think of solutions. But that doesn't mean we should worry all the time, that wouldn't do us any good. However, not worrying at all would just create an entire world full of self centered, egotistic, cocky assholes.
As for University, that's too bad, but I understand that money is a really tough thing. I'm just going to let you know now though that I am expecting a letter from you when you finish University. And then I expect you to write tons of award winning films!
Why do you say you feel weird writing things and knowing I'll read them? I'm not going to judge you by what you've written here. These letters are where you can write about whatever you want. I don't care how crazy it gets.
On that note, my final closing for you will be this: How was your day today? Once again, answer however you'd like.
Sincerely,
Alex
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This chapter was kinda meh but whatever. I'm glad to know you guys are liking it, I'm excited for the next chapter!
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FanfictionOne day, Alex Day received an envelope in the post. Inside of that envelope was a real handwritten letter, something that isn't so commonly found nowadays, with the wonders of technology. The sender's name that was written on the front was one he di...