Sam wrote a letter, stating name and contact information, and put it in a helium balloon. The balloon landed in a boy's backyard. His mother wasn't home from work yet so he decided to write back.
Dear Samara,
My name is Aidan Keller. I am eight years old. I found your balloon, thought I'd write back.
Aidan.
Sam read the letter carefully and then began to write a little more.
Dear Aidan,
Please call me Sam. Alright, here's the thing, I need help. There's no one here who cares about me. In fact, if I died, I think they might just be happy. Everyone treats me like crap. I wanna leave but I have nowhere to go. I just need someone to talk to.
Sam.
"Hey, Aidan" his mom said. "You have a letter. From Samara Morgan? Who's that?"
"She lives on Moesko Island; I found her balloon." Aidan smiled as he took the envelope from his mother. "Thanks, Rachel."
Aidan and Sam wrote letters back and forth for a while. Sam felt he was someone she could trust. He was. She smiled softly realizing there was finally someone who was happy with her. She felt loved.