To Catch A Dream

Jonah Part Nineteen

Dear Jonah,

I know I hurt you. I wish I hadn't done that because you are such a sweet and thoughtful guy who definitely didn't deserve the treatment and secrets you were given. I understand if you do not want to mourn me or try to remember me because if I was in your position I wouldn't. Evan... tell him something for me okay? Tell him that I forgive him for the hurt he caused me and that we should just end the journey as friends. Because that was all we were destined to be. And yes Jonah, I chose to write you a letter instead of the other person I could've written to. But I knew you would take me more seriously. You always have. I think I have some explaining to do because I never did tell you why I transferred or about my parents. Let's start from the beginning...

On my seventh birthday, my parents and I made the mutual decision of having a big blowout. After all, every seven years your body regenerates new cells... So it's like you're a whole new person. My parents were biologists. My aunt and uncle took me to Disneyland the day before, so my parents were left at home by themselves to plan and finalize my party. I do not know exactly what happened, but the police informed me that they found a note left for me. It said that they were sorry and that they wish they had more time with me. It also had streaks of blood on it. I was devastated. My party was canceled. My aunt and uncle didn't want the burden of more kids... I don't blame them. They left me in an orphanage where I was until I turned twelve years old. That's when my adoptive family took me in. I kept my last name because it was the only thing of my parents that I had as my own. And that takes us to freshman year at Oakwood High School. I was excited... Innocent... Not knowing what dangers the place could bring. About halfway through the year, at a party... Something happened... I guess you can figure out by the context, but it hurts me too much to say. After the person was finished... I guess I couldn't handle it anymore. So I ran away. A year later my adoptive family found me again and brought me back. They said it would be okay. They said nothing like that would ever happen again. I believed them. I came back. I met you. You helped me in some ways. But after Evan broke up with me I was more traumatized than words can shape. I was broken. I am broken. I am someone who just lives for the sake of it. No point. No way to stop the immense pain. It's hard to understand. Goodbye Jonah. I love you. And I mean it with whatever is remaining in my heart.

Always and Forever,
Rose Jade Johnson

I wish I could say I didn't cry. But you know me well enough to know the truth.