Hi Sophie, it’s me—Sophia, from that pixel game. I’m so sorry for the late reply. I’ve been overwhelmed, and honestly, I don’t even know where to start.
I lost everyone, and it hurts more than I can explain. I won’t ever stop missing you guys—that, I can promise. But the truth is... it’s my fault. I was acting horribly—swearing, saying gross things, and living in a way I know I shouldn’t. My mom found out, and she was heartbroken. She’s given everything for me. She thought I was respectful, a Christian. But I’d been living like someone we’d both be ashamed of. For a while, it felt like she hated me. It caused a lot of hurt in my family. Things are better now—we’re all figuring out who we are. But the ache hasn’t gone away. I miss them. And I miss you. I never got to explain any of this to the others, but I can tell you. None of this is your fault. I’m so grateful to have known you. I care about you a lot. I wish I could stay, but I can’t. I don’t trust myself yet. And my mom blocked everything on my phone—hence why I’m here. I totally forgot I even had this account, lol. But more than that... I can’t go back to who I was. I wish I hadn’t messed it all up. I wish I could redo everything. But you deserved to know. I don’t want you thinking I left because I was bored or didn’t care—because I do. I really do. I love you. And I’m sorry. I wish I could promise I’ll come back and fix this... but I might not be able to. My mom took away everything—my computer, Xbox, all my apps. And honestly? She was right to. But getting here just to say this wasn’t easy. I’m really going to miss you, bro. I never thought I’d be the one leaving. Somehow, that hurts even more. Maybe the pain will fade. My mom says I’ll forget, but I don’t think I ever will. Not you. I have to go now. I hope this reaches you—it’s the only way I could think of, even if it’s awkward for everyone to see. But I’m desperate.
Anyway… that’s it.
I’ll miss you.
A lot.