This story may not make any sense, but it's just an idea.
An Unexpected Friend
Even tough he was in prison for a reason and for a reason nobody else needed to know, Michael Scofield still felt he needed a friend outside of the prison walls. Michael decided to sign up for a pen pal and he became surprised when he got a response.
Michael opened up the small envelope to see:
Hi Michael,
My name is Emily. I guess I can't say a whole lot to start with. I heard from a friend that prisoners were looking for pen pals. I didn't know what to do or think, but I thought that even people in prison could use a friend. I don't know what else to say except that I hope you get this, maybe you'll be interested in responding , maybe not.
Michael kept reading the short letter, even though some of the writing was hard to read because the handwriting was sloppy.Michael sat back in the bed and read more.
I guess I could tell you a little about myself so you can have a mental picture of me. I am only 5'2 with hazel eyes and brown hair. I do wear glasses and that intends to scare people away. I enjoy reading and writing poetry. I attend classes on the weekend with a concentration on early childhood education.
That's about all I can say right now, I have a paper to write. If you are interested, write back, I look forward to getting to know you. How is life in prison anyway? I can't imagine it, must be tough.
Hope to hear from you.
Emily
How thoughtful," Michael thought, " I never would of guessed I'd get a resonse like this."
For the next few hours Michael began to write his own letter back to Emily, but didn't know what to say.
" I can't tell her why I am in prison," Michael told himself," That will scare her away."
Michael then just wrote this simple note:
Emily,
Thanks for writing. I could use a friend. I haven't made many in here. It was so thoughtful of you to think that even us convicts are still important. I don't know what else I can say, except good luck in all you do and don't give up on what you believe in. I hope this letter reaches to you and that you will keep writing, send me a poem or something.
Michael
Michael then laughed at his own letter. Was he actually interested in reading poetry. Soon maybe he would find out.
