Magic

Vietnam

Mother,

It is me, Tammy. I am trying to run away. But they keep blocking me off. I have to be sent off to war in a week. The camps are crowded with adults. There is only one other boy. He is the total opposite of me. The adults are trying to gamble and drink. I'm afraid.

I'm afraid I might never see you. I'm afraid you might not get this in time. 
I'm afraid I won't survive. I'm afraid that these people think war is the purpose of life.
I'm only thirteen!!!! The people all talk different languages and they all command me. I'm so afraid. They call me a coward. But I just don't believe in war. What would happen if I tell them I don't believe in war? Will they kill me off? Or maybe they'll set me free? I'm okay with cleaning people's wounds. I just don't want to kill. I wish you were here.

What are you doing now?

Me...well...

If I never see you again, I would have kissed you millions of times. I would have danced with everyone until the stars burned out. And if you never receive this message, I'm sorry. The mailers might have destroyed the letter. I'm sorry.

If you thought you knew everything about me... you don't.

So, I'll tell you.

I'm gay.

Warm hugs and kisses.

Your Wishes will come true.

Love you

-Tammy