Dear Jasmine/Cynthia,

It's been a few years, so I was wondering. When you crawl into your bed at night, does Haley ever cross your mind, do you ever think to yourself, "that could have been me?"



Well I wanted to apologize for all those times I was just "playing around". you remember. running up to you and putting that serrated knife to your throat, freezing for a second, and then asking you what had just happened and why I was holding a knife, alternating between laughing and crying. because "just kidding", ya know? seriously. those were the days, huh? miss you babe.

God bless,

Chico



P.S. Please tell my dad I'm in hell - and I LIKE IT HERE. this place is definitely not appropriate for younger children, especially those prone to nightmares, in which I cannot guarantee not to reappear, writhing in agony and crying desperately that the pain is unbearable, and begging someone to end it by killing me.