Dear Tommy,
This is the first letter I remember writing. Obviously I don't know if i wrote any before the maze, but even if it's not my first it's likely to be my last.
I took a deep breath as my eyes started to water. There was no point in tying to forget them and live the life I had before the maze. A life I had without him. It just isn't possible.
I want you to know I'm not scared, well not dying anyway it's more forgetting. It's losing myself to this virus that's what scares me.
He never showed me any signs of him being scared when it was happening but sometimes I think I just didn't pay him enough attention to notice it on his face or in his actions.
So every night I've been saying their names out loud: Alby, Winston, Chuck. And I just repeat them over and over like a prayer, and it all comes flooding back.
That became a habit of mine after reading this letter. Except I added a few more names: Ben, Teresa and his. If I wasn't going to forget the maze or scorch then I'm not forgetting the people there too.
Just the little things like where the sun hit the glade at the perfect moment before it slipped beneath the walls. And I remember the taste of Frypan's stew, i never thought I'd miss that stuff so much.
Even though I didn't spend that long in the glade, I'm glad I got to spend it with you. I remember the moment when the sun reflected in your eyes as it set behind the walls. And I miss Frypan's stew, I don't see him anymore after his family moved him back to New York.
And I remember you. I remember the first time you came up in the box, just a scared little greeine who couldn't even remember his own name.
And I remember you. Your the boy that gave me a look of safety and happiness. Even though I had no idea who I was, where I was or why I was even there.
But from that moment you ran into the maze I knew I would follow you anywhere. And I have. We all have.
All i ever wanted when I first saw you was to keep you safe and get you your freedom back and I failed you because heaven wanted their angle back.
If I could do it all over again I would, and I wouldn't change a thing. And my hope for you is that when your looking back years from now you'll at the same.
I hate to disappoint you but I can't say the same. I lost everything and everyone. All because I wanted to keep you safe and you alive. Now I don't have you or anyone because you left for heaven and they found their families.
The future is in your hands now Tommy, and I know you will find a way to do what's right, you always have. Take care of everyone for me, and take care of yourself. You deserve to be happy.
I took care of them for you but I just couldn't look after myself so I've become a wreck without you here by my side telling me how to do everything.
Thank you for being my friend
Goodbye mateNewt.
Thank for being my family. I wish you'd of chosen to stay but your still apart of me.
Goodbye mateThomas.
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Not Everyone Goes
Non-FictionThomas believes that everyone who died in the trials was gone. So when he got his memories back he move to becon hills to be with his dad and tried to live the life he had before this mess but he just can. Editing💖 Updates every month maybe less