Waste of time
To her February 1st-
Hey. It's a new month. Except this one has a holiday in it. Valentine's Day. I don't have anyone to spend it with. You know me, I usually spent it with mom since dad was no longer around. But now, she's no longer around either. Today, her friend Veronica called me about it again and told me that mother killed herself. She actually hung herself. She hung herself in the bathroom. It's awful. You still haven't written me back. I'm starting to get worried that writing to you is just a waste of time and paper. But, since I care about you, I am going to continue to write to you. I hope you're okay, if you actually got shot.
-Worried, Angela
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top