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emilyrudd joebrooks letters mystery

Dad,
I wish you were here. It’s been one year since you disappeared and life has been nothing short of miserable. I hardly see Mom because she spends all of her time at work. I think she is trying to keep herself busy so that she doesn't think of the fact that you're gone. At least that is what I like to think. It seems like I'm the only one that cares that you're gone.
The police say it’s just another case of the father up and leaving the family. They said if we really wanted to find you we could try to hire a private investigator but Mom says that's a waste of money and that you're not coming back. I don't believe them. I don't believe that you would just leave me without at least saying goodbye but what can I do? I'm just an average girl in high school. 
Speaking of school, there’s a new kid in my class. It’s a boy- his name is Sebastian. He's not very popular, most people see him as the nerd. He is bullied by practically everyone. Sometimes I think that I should join in but I just can't bring myself to do it. I should be repulsed by the mere image of his face, or the sound of his voice to the point of verbal abuse, but somehow, I seem to find myself different from the others- again. So I just stay quiet, looking on with sadness because even though I want to stop them, I know that I'm not brave enough to do so.
Dad, you always said I was special, and that I was original. But, am I ever going to brave enough to show it?
										I miss you Dad.
                        																  Love You Always,
                                             															  Ingrid.All Rights Reserved

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To You, by angielynna513

I just wanted to feel as if someone like you exists. You were the only one who cared enough to talk to me. The only one kind enough to try to get me to say more than two words. The only one who cared enough to keep me around, I know that by the time I give you this, you won't know where I am until the end. If you skip it all, if you ignore it, or if you read it before I leave just know that nonetheless, I wanted to say thank you. There's just some things in life, I need to get off my chest and doing this, I feel like I could have someone to tell. I know it's not the same as telling you in person but, to me, this means a hell of a lot more.

Give me shelter by SabastianStefano

Have you ever felt so lonely you believed there was nothing left for you? Stashed away, merely forgotten. I mean you could cry and cry, yet no one would hear you. At least no one you truly once loved. Being yourself can be detrimental to others happiness, and so you down play who you are. You devalue your beliefs, your morals fall short and that hollow rock turns into your Mirror. Do you matter anymore? Would anyone care if you simply disappeared? Could you find your way out of the darkness? Look Closer is one of my favourite quotes and so I'll use it as a guide to understanding the complex characters you're about to meet.

Astrid Lyraea by LuckyGoatDec6

"And why is it you don't want to work with anyone in the band?" "I don't like anyone." I said simply. "And that is the point of doing this group activity. But now let me ask you two questions. One, Why do you put up with band if you don't like anyone? And Two, Why don't you like anyone else?" Ms. Emma asked me, leaning a bit forward in her seat meaning she expects an answer from me. "I put up with band because I love my grandma and she was always telling me to be a trumpet. She died about a year ago and I just want to honor her memory" I say looking down. "I'm so sorry Jace." Ms. Emma says, and I look up to see an emotion I hate. Empathy. I don't want her sympathy. So I changed the topic and answered the second question. "And I don't like the band because they all like her. The weirdo. She's always happy, always talking with everyone as if they are the most special person in the world, she's happy about playing more music than any of us needs to. She's so weird that it's like she's popular. She's not normal, not right. All I want to say is pair me up with anyone but her. I hate her, Ms. Emma." Ms. Emma just looks at me like I am the weird one. "And who, pray tell, is that Jace?" I was a little shocked she didn't know. Or maybe she did and she wanted to hear me say it. So I said her name just to make her happy. "Astrid." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jace Vaughn hates Astrid. All because she is weird. Or maybe he is jealous because of how "easy" her life seems to be. He's always getting bullied by his supposed loved ones, and his favorite person in the world left him unwillingly. When a band project and a few mean words make Jace and Astrid's fates intertwine, can Jace forget his hate and learn to be friends with a musically nerdy girl? and maybe, just maybe, can he learn to love again?

After I Met You by jobro27

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CAPTURED BY HIM (Book I: Captured series) by caffeinatedwriter05

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Dream On by donewithmirrors

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His Possession by firstdis0rder

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To You,

I just wanted to feel as if someone like you exists. You were the only one who cared enough to talk to me. The only one kind enough to try to get me to say more than two words. The only one who cared enough to keep me around, I know that by the time I give you this, you won't know where I am until the end. If you skip it all, if you ignore it, or if you read it before I leave just know that nonetheless, I wanted to say thank you. There's just some things in life, I need to get off my chest and doing this, I feel like I could have someone to tell. I know it's not the same as telling you in person but, to me, this means a hell of a lot more.