It's been a week now. A long.. Lonely week. Although I've been given a lot of attention from the police and social services, I still feel alone.
I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Garfield. I like comic books, manga, and video games… but that doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't "apply" anymore, at least not to my life. Last week I lost four of my best friends. They were my family, my life. Everything I did, I did it for them. And now.. All of that work for nothing. Nothing but what I've experienced all before. I am alone…
I did not find your address in a phone book. I was not told of who you are. I know nothing about you. I am simply writing this to you… to not feel hopeless? Perhaps more than that. I just want to know that someone is here to listen.
Will you listen? Will you be my hope?
AN: this idea was givin' to me while reading "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" it's a great book, i suggest you read it.
the date is at the top so you know when he wrote the letters, it's not that actual date i wrote it myself.
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