April 7th, 2011
dear Arix,
i checked my email for the first time in days and i found one from the poetry contest. i was numb as i read it, because i couldn't stop thinking about you.
i didn't win. i came in forth in my age group. it sucks, but what would suck more is if you died. i told mum and she hugged me, telling me there would be more contests. i don't even care about it. what i care about is you living, even if you'll hate me forever.
-Paige