My dearest Quatre,

Don't be scared that at the moment I am in the hospital. Ya, hospital. Jezzi came and gave me some parchment and a pen to write with, so, that's why the letter is uneven. I can't write straight. I have been to school and everything but I STILL can't write straight. Ha. I am being sarcastic, and I just got out of a coma. God I'm weird. Anyway, I love you with all my heart, and if I don't make it through this, you never knew me enough, so don't grieve, k? Jezzi will call you if anything comes up cause the stupid people here won't let me have a phone, damn hippies. Anyway, love, hug, and kiss.



XOXO, Ara