Dear Mr. President,

Dear Dante,

I was going to be snarky about how I apparently deserve a “dear” again, but I figured that wouldn’t really be right. I am really, genuinely sorry about what you’ve been through. You’re absolutely right; that is hell. My hell only lasts a few months, but yours has been going on you years. And I’m truly sorry for you. I don’t know what else to say.

I don’t know how you do it, honestly. Especially now that you’re 18. If I were you I would have been out of there as soon as my birthday hit. To live with people that unaccepting of you…I don’t think I could do it. And for your stepdad to do what he does to you. Oh, God, no wonder you put up such a tough exterior.

And you know, I’m not sure you realize how powerful your writing is. Reading that last letter just about ripped my heart open. Not just because of the content either. Your writing is absolutely great. You wrote most of that like you were writing an actual story, and not actually just telling one. You are a really good writer, Dante. You should do something with that.

Sincerely,
Rae
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Kind of a short one from Rae today...

I just found my notebook where I wrote this out and starting face-palming myself.
I've had this letter and Dante's next response written out for over at least a month, maybe more. I just know I was writing these in class, and my last final was a month ago, so it's been at least that long.
So shame on me as a bad-updater, but at least the next one will be out soon, right?

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