Dear Sam,
By the time you are reading this I will be gone. From Amity Park, from my friends, and especially you. Probably forever. I felt horrible how I treated you, by stalking you, following your every move. I screwed up the only possible relationship I ever had. So now, you will never have to deal with me again.
I guess you're wondering where I'm going. I'm not sure yet. But I'll tell you this: it won't be the same without you in my life. But there is one thing you should know. I love you. I always have loved you. Ever since I laid eyes on you I thought to myself "That is the most beautiful girl in the world". But I guess it doesn't matter anymore. I messed up, and now, I'll have to suffer.
Please don't be sad when I'm away. Even though I'm gone, you have to go on, Sam. Go on for me. Who knows? You might even find someone better than me. Tell my parents and sister I'm sorry. And you might as well tell them my secret as well. And always remember, Sam…
I love you. And I'm very sorry.
Love,
Danny Fenton
p.s.: I'm very sorry.
And I'm sorry too, Margaret
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