THE LOST LETTER
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"The lost letter" (continuation of I am not to blame)
book Written to show the issues that some teenagers fight On a daily basis, divorced parents, losing a parent Depression, and loneliness In a form of a letter.It's written to let them know That they are not alone And they should speak to someone Before taking any decisions It aims in giving them the Light that they need to focus in life And be strong individuals It also portrays the events that every teenager may have been through or Might go through later in life, in a clear, explicit and uncut manner.
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