Dear God,
                              Hey.
                              I don't know how to start off a letter to you.
                              This seems a little awkward, but I don't know how else to do it.
                              But anyway.
                              I have this funny feeling in my gut that says something's going to happen soon.
                              I don't know what.
                              And I don't know when.
                              It just says something's going to happen.
                              And I get the feeling it won't be a good thing.
                              Wren and I are doing better now.
                              The party I went to was actually thrown by her, with the help of her mother.
                              That's why she didn't say anything to me.
                              I guess it was supposed to be a surprise.
                              And a dare.
                              But we're doing good now.
                              And I don't want anything to go wrong again.
                              This funny feeling has nothing do with our relationship, right?
                              She's...
                              She's not going to break up with me, right?
                              Please, say no.
                              Early January 1,
                              Koda
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                              a/n: guys, there are only two more letters left... *whimpers* i don't like this... x(
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Letters from a Comatose Patient
Teen Fiction❝Dear Wren, I miss your laugh.❞ In which Koda writes to Wren with no intention of ever giving his letters to her.
 
                                               
                                               
                                                  