Dear Cookie,

Muffin Boy.... I love it! And sorry for not sending another letter in what? Its been like 5 days since you sent me a letter, plus the time its gonna take to get to your house would be a week! Just know im extreamly sorry, I just... Got caught up. School hasn't been easy, and the bullies seem to need more bullying hours lately. To be honest it feels like hell. Well, normal people would be like "Well that's school for you, hell!" but for me it seems like the deepest pits of Tarturus. Breathing in Sulfur and every turn you take is full of danger. And my parents don't notice it either, they think im exaderating. Thank the gods my little sister noticed the way my parents brushed things off and came to me with her bullying issues and shes still in Elementry School! Ive tried to help her and it works but.. I cant seem to help myself. Btw, I listen to ALL those bands AND fandom wise..... Were twins! Now I have someone to fan-.... Because im a boy does fangirling apply? Or is there such thing as Fanboying? Hmm... Well, now I have someone else to freak out with when I rewatch the part in Season 2 when Twighlight turns into a fricken ALACORN PRINCESS! All Of Me by John Legend is an AWESOME song to play on the Piano...... Hey maybe one day I can hear you play! Oh and attatched is a picture I took of the sunset here in Ontario. I enjoy taking polaroids of things.... To be honest I don't know why so don't ask. Do you do other things like take theater or something? Its kinda hard to imagine you home all day, unless its possible and that's just what you do. Talk to you later Beautiful!

~ Muffin Boy

Dear Muffin Boy,

Beautiful? You must have gotten me mixed with someone else, im the opposite of beautiful! Im terrible looking, FYI! And I don't think theres such thing as fanboying, but now it is! And other then fandoms, I can see we share the same opinions on school. It's the eternal darkness below Tarturus, that's how bad it is.... Do you have any idea how bad it is to think about suicide every single time I set foot in that hell whole?! Its honestly torn me apart. My life is just a complete mess, and there is only so much I can do about it. And yeah I guess I DO do other things then stay home.. Well, on the days my "Mother" kicks me out of the house I go to a café down the street that helps clear my thoughts. But after yesterdays incident, there was no way I was going to go out without at least one pet. As I was walking back home from another café trip after my parents were yelling and what not, this car drove up beside me and this guy was asking me if I needed a ride home! He was a little over our age but I denied cause I litteraly hate people and I was just on my street. But he persisted on and on until I he pulled up into my fricken drive way! He didn't know it was, but I couldn't lead him directly to my house so I went into the neighbors drive way and theres this boy that lives there (Hes really cute by the way, and his names Shawn too............. But I think he spells it Sean.) So Sean happened to be in the drive way and I quickly explained to him what was going on and he quickly acted like my brother and lead me inside his house. I was so glad I actually talked to someone for once, like dear lord thank you! After I said good bye and went back home, but that was the scariest thing ever! Anyways, back to what I do other then stay home. On the weekends my dad brings me to dance.... They teach everything from hip hop to ballay! I did Ballay since I was 4 to when I was 11 and then started doing hip hop and now I do both. Technically in which ever one they need me in, im there! Other then that, nothing really. And that polaroid is amazing! But lets just say I saw that same exact sunset.. But not in a picture..... Now I have to go, you seem to have sent your letter just as I had to leave with my dad... Welp, talk to you later cutie!

~ Cookie

Upon receiving this last letter, Shawn had been in the bathroom, struggling on wither to pick up the blade on the counter or not. Today his mother and father got into a huge fight which resulted in them both leaving the house and going separate ways for the time being. Aaliyah was at her grandmothers house which left him alone.

He was beginning to grow tired of all this chaos going on in his family and wished that maybe, just maybe, the demons that ran in his head would finally grow silent. Just as he reached forward to get a grip on the blade, the door bell below rang. Shawn bit his lip as his heart pounded, he was so close... He picked himself and went to the door, wondering who it could be if he didn't have any friends.

To Shawns dismay, nobody was there, just a package and the sight of the mailman driving away. As he took in the box, he also realized the postal carrier had left the mail along with it! That's when it struck him.

Shawn did have a friend

Shawn had Blaire

And to his happiness, he found her letter! With excitement Shawn rushed back to his room, shutting the door quickly and jumping onto his bed. He tore the envelope open and began to read. He slowly began to realize Blaire was just like him. Shawn wasn't the only one with suicidal thoughts, with a messed up life, and no friends. Well, except Blaire.

As he read on, his heart almost stopped... The story she had told sounded oddly familiar... Because the same thing happened several days ago. Shawn had been in his yard, minding his own business when he heard voices and the put put put of a car engine. The cute girl next door was being followed by a car that she seemed to not know. Suddenly, she had cut into his driveway and rushed up to him.

"I don't know that man, please act like you know me!" she had begged, anxiously biting her lip and glancing behind her

"Uh y-yeah of course. Follow me inside" Shawn had whispered in response, smiling and exposing his white shining teeth, and leading her inside.

The girl looked out the window as the foreign car drove away.

"Thank you" she practically whispered when she finally realized where she was

"No problem" Shawn grinned, a bit of confidence rising in him along with an unknown feeling in his gut

Without another word, the cute girl next door had left and he was left alone once again. Blaire, the girl from the letter, Lived in Canada, from what he could tell Toronto, and at the same time had the same exact experience......

All the pieces begin to fit together in Shawns brain as he looked up and looked out his open window. The girl had just come in her room wearing a dance outfit, two dogs and a cat following her as a two birds flew from there perches to her shoulder.

It was her

It was Blaire