Dearest Captain Masen,
I must say that I am completely flattered by the gift you sent me. I know that you have a lot to deal with over there and just knowing that you think about me at all is flattering but getting such a thoughtful gift is completely amazing. You make my cookies seem so pitiful. Since the guys have stolen your pictures of me as payback for their girls not talking to them I have sent you another, hide it well.
Now I have to tell you about a serious topic.
I was helping Mrs. Clearwater in her garden last week when she received a telegram. Before she even opened it she broke down into a sobbing mess. It took me an hour to pry the letter from her hands but when I did I was so relieved. You can guess what we assumed it had said but we were both wrong. Her son, Seth, who was soldier on the frontline, was injured. Apparently he was shot in the leg and they weren't able to save it so they had to amputate it. Due to his injury he will be coming home.
I really hate that this war is impacting so many people. I feel so bad for Seth because he is hurting and Mrs. Clearwater because she has to sit here never knowing what will happen to both of her children. After I heard the news of Seth I went to Jacob's grave and cried for two hours.
I feel so bad because so many people are in danger. There are the people who I have always known and love that are in danger. Then there are people who I have never and will never meet who are in danger. But the worst is the people like you who I know and love but the fear that I may never see you or even hear your voice is killing me. It kills me to think that I will never get to hear your voice or see you in person.
My dad told me that I need to find something enjoyable and that will take my mind off of everything. The problem is I can't stop thinking about everything that you guys are going through. I have taken to praying every night that all of you will be coming home safely very soon. This may not seem like a big thing but I am not normally a religious person but I have taken to going to church every week.
I hope you believe me when I tell you that I do care about you and even the knuckle head friends of yours. I hope to here from you again soon.
Someone who loves you,
Bella Swan
PLEASE BE SAFE!