Sincerely, Michael

Chapter 1

''alright michael, here's a pencil and a sheet of paper. you can begin your first letter now''

Michael takes the pencil and paper and sets them on the round table in front of him. This new therapy was....interesting to say the least. He had never heard of a therapy pen pal before, but the dark haired boy was all for it if it meant the possibility of a friend. 

Michael didn't have any friends. It wasn't that he didn't try to make them. He did. A lot actually. It was that...well, no one wanted to be friends with Michael. He was too weird. At least to them he was. 

The pale took in a breath before picking up the pencil. 

'here goes nothing' 

Dear penpal, 

I don't know your name yet, but i'm Michael. Michael Gorden Clifford. I'm writing to you from Sydney, Australia. It's currently summer time here and very, very hot. I'm seventeen years old and a senior in high school. I don't know you, so i won't tell you where i go to school quite yet. Maybe in a future letter after i get to know you. At first i wasn't sure what i should say to you. Ms. Grace said i should include my hobbies. I enjoy playing my guitar, playing video games, sleeping, and pizza. Typical teenager i guess. 

Ms. Grace said i should ask some questions as well, so i'll start with the basics. Whats your name? Where are you from? How old are? What are your hobbies?

I'm not sure what else to say so i guess i'll end it here. 

Thank you.

Sincerely, 

Michael. 

Michael folds up the sheet of paper and sets the pencil down before  standing up from his seat and walking up to the large desk. The woman smiles and takes the sheet of paper. She sticks it into a envelope and seals it. 

'' thank you Michael. Your buddy should get back to you within a weeks time. You are dismissed. See you next week!' 

Michael bids the woman good bye and leaves, head full of answer less questions. Who was this penpal? And what would this lead to?