letters

two

The first day I received a letter was three months into my sentencing.

It was mail day and everyone was getting letters from family members and friends and I was sitting there upset like every other mail day that came.

Until my name was called.

My mind lit up expecting a letter from my mother or father of someone.

I took the letter a smile creeping onto my face.

I could hardly hold back the excitement held within me.

Turning the envelope to the front I seen the name that I wasn't fimilar with.

Xander Hunters.

My eyebrows furrowed as sadness fell over me wandering what if the letter wasn't supposed to come to me.

I peeled open the tab wishing and hoping that it was for me.

I pulled out a notebook paper that was badly ripped out as tears lined the sides of the paper.

Dear Icy,

Yes it was for me.

My happiness regained in my body.

Dear Icy,

I know how these things are -- living away from society and not having anyone. Its hard. I am not here to judge about anything you have done. I'm here as a friend.

I hope to get to know you beyond the things I have heard. I would much rather get to know you as a person than as a criminal. So; I'm Xander Hunters, I'm a female, I'm eighteen.

I honestly don't know what to say *lol* I haven't really ever written a letter before. But I don't know -- hopefully if you get this and answer; maybe I'll get better.

But until then, I hope prison life isn't too hard on you.

-Xander

A huge smile was plastered on my face and I felt like a total dork.

I had read it multiple times over feeling happier than I had ever been.

Some girl who didn't even know me was writing to me.

I spent hours trying to find the perfect words to fill the page back to her.

I couldn't stop the happiness from bubbling over.

I felt like I wasn't alone anymore.

And that's all I wanted well I was put away.

Was to not be alone.

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Ooo.

I like this storaaa.

-skiesbeyond