Day 4 - A letter to a sibling
Dear Shelley,
Hey sis! I get to write a letter to a sibling today, and since you're the only one, I get to talk to you.
You're still my most recent visitor. No one has visited, which doesn't help my progression, apparently. The doctors say if I don't get guests it won't help. Maybe you can talk to people to come by, for at least like an hour or so. Your visit was really helpful, especially since you didn't call me any names like when we were kids. You were so caring and I think you actually cared about me being unstable. I saw sadness in your eyes, one I at least thought was for me.
When you came by you said that Kenny and Kyle are closer. I was relieved when you said they were just best friends, nothing more. I want Kenny back; I told you to tell him I still loved him. Did you remember to say it to him? I bet he won't care, though. He loved Eric. I bet he still does, after all this time. Who wouldn't? Who could possibly move on from someone like Eric? And who could want an ex druggie like me?
How's your family? When you came by I was happy to see Larry. He's so sweet to you; you two are the perfect couple. Both of you have been precious ever since you two were 12. And when he saved your life the night you went to see Wicked...that's just like a fairy tale. And then your kid is adorable too, little Quincey. He's growing so fast, it's unbelievable. Isn't he six now? That's first grade. I bet he loves learning almost as much as I do. They teach me new vocabulary in here. I learned yesterday that "zas" is slang for pizza. Isn't that interesting?
I'm writing a book, as I told you I was planning. I'm only on page 80, but ten pages in a day, they tell me, is impressive. Since page 70, Gerard and Joe have become closer. They went to the xylophone concert together, and they saw Amy perform as a part of it. That's when Gerard noticed he had feelings for her. Then, Joe introduced him to someone I named Charles. Charles is another peasant with long xanthous hair (that means yellow, by the way). Now, the three of them are out and about, trying to find food. Hopefully some zas.
Well, I better go. Tell Quincey his uncle says 'hi'.
~Stanley
P.S. This may seem random and stuff, but I wanna tell you how much you mean to me. You're one of the only people to come and visit, and it means a lot. Thank you. Love you sis.