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to evangeline,

       it has been about three weeks since i have written one of these. it has now been the sixth or seventh month of our breakup (i don't quite remember). mom was admitted into the mental institution three weeks ago and i shut down. my dad then left for a business trip so i was alone to deal with my pain. mom now remembers nothing at all. she doesn't know dad, she doesn't know me, she doesn't even know herself. i also haven't been to school for three weeks, but i'm sure you don't care enough to realise that huh? well, beth and felix realised from the first day. they have been the only ones to care for me during those three weeks.
       they came over everyday before and after school, not only to make sure that i was still alive, but to make sure that i was still healthy. they made sure that i ate and that i was sleeping right. they even went out of their way to get my notes and assignments from school so i could be up to date with what was going on. i really appreciate them, but i don't think i deserve such kind souls in my life.

yours truly,
hayden.


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