Dear Key,

Mom slapped me in the face today. It's been four years now since Jae died. He visited me again. He says Mom doesn’t hate me, but is just sad. I can’t believe him. It was all my fault. Everyone hates me, I know it. And I think I’m starting to hate myself, too. You need to come back, Key. I have no one to skip school with. Even the rejects in the school refuse to sit with me. I am lonely, Key, You should be here with me. I miss your hugs. I got 64 on my Math Quarter Test. I think I might be held back another grade if I don’t start to get better. I hate feeling like an idiot, Key. Please help me. Please come back.

With Love,

Sunny