letters ➳ calum hood

May 8th

May 8th, 2014

5:48am:

hello. i don’t know who you are, or if this number is even in use. 

i found it in the back of the auditorium at Greenvale High at 3am when i was drunk and sad. I’ve been staring at my phone for the past two hours, contemplating whether or not I should even type this up. 

Are you there?

6:12am:

don’t ask me why i was at school at 3am. i still hope someone’s on the other end of this phone. even if no one is, i’m going to just tell you stuff, talk to you. 

i have no one else to talk to 

please reply

8:33am:

i hope my number isn’t in your contacts as i’m sending this, because then you’d know who i was. but i don’t have your number in my phone, so you shouldn’t have mine. 

Why did you write your number on the wall? I wonder who you are, if i’ve ever talked to you, if you’ve graduated, what grade you’re in. that isn’t very safe you know, anyone could have your number if they went to our school. 

my name is.... 

i’ll wait for you to reply before i tell you :P

i don’t expect you to reply anymore, but if you do read this, hi 

6:42pm:

dear no one, 

its pretty clear you aren’t going to reply. i wish i knew if it was because this number is invalid, or its becuase you simply dont want to. 

i guess its okay to tell you why i texted you in the first place, because you are never going to reply. 

i tried to kill myself last night. 

it didnt work, and im sad. why didnt it work? i dont deserve to be here, so why didnt the universe just take me away? it should have worked. 

i found your number and thought maybe, just maybe this was a sign? im so stupid, there are no signs left on this earth that i should even be here. 

if you’re still reading this, don’t worry about me. ill be okay eventually. maybe. it was nice talking to you. 

- c