This hatred has now infected the whole town. I assume you just can't answer. I hope you haven't fallen into hatred and anger as well. I'm falling apart and there's no one to help pick up the pieces. I've spent my hole life helping others but there's never anyone to help me. Writing to you is all I have left, and I fear that, that will be gone soon.
I'm alone every day, and each day that passes it gets worst and worst. I found some of my old art supplies from high school. I used to be a carpenter in high school, or at least I had an interest in it. Maybe I could make you something.
I hope you're safe.
-Lily
P.s. I'm sorry these letters are on napkins. I ran out of paper.
YOU ARE READING
When Happiness Dies
Mystery / ThrillerJacob Jefferson and Lily Davis are two writers for the Neverland newspaper. You quickly find yourself receiving letters from both Jacob and Lily. The world around you is ending and Jacob and Lily are your only contact. Will they survive the danger...
