The letter appeared in Virgil's mailbox, he was confused. The envelope was a white, His friend Alex usually sent randomly coloured envelopes. He brought it inside, and read it after opening it.
           Anxiety sunk in as he read what happened over and over again. He, himself sent the letter to the wrong person-- or the stupid mail office got it mixed up. He growled as his breath was choppy. He managed to calm down though. He started up the stairs to his room. His phone lay on his bed, along with a note, even better *note the sarcasm*. It read 'Don't get in trouble, dumbass. Next time I'm taking your phone away for good. Love, Step Dad.' Virgil sighed.
       He grabbed his phone and sat at his desk. He had just turned 16 that year, he started to write to "R". After he finished he put it into a light purple envelope, and put it on his side table before going to bed.