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watchmakersylar) wrote2010-07-17 10:16 am
watchmakersylar) wrote2010-07-17 10:16 am
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Letter #17 - to a childhood friend
Hey Danny,
Hope you’re doing OK. I was sitting around the other night when I felt the need to watch Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. I still love that movie, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much fun we had ditching school to go see it.
I remember how you had it all planned out. You knew what buses we’d need to take to get to a theater outside of the neighborhood while I figured out the best plan to not get caught by my mom or the nuns. Somehow we managed to pull it off. Mom never found out. The school never turned us in either. Of course it probably helped that we were two of the good boys who didn’t make trouble unless you’re counting having the snot kicked out of us by the jocks.
I doubt you’d recognize me now. I’ve changed so much. I’m not the nerd with the birth control glasses waiting to be shoved in my locker anymore. No one messes with me. I like it just fine too. It’s better to be at the top of the food chain instead of the appetizer.
I’m sorry that I’m not giving you a return address, but there are people out there looking for me. I don’t want them to force that information out of you if you had it. Believe me, they could force you. The Empire has nothing on these guys when it comes to getting what they want. They don’t care who gets hurt, but I do. I don't know what you're heard about me, Danny, but I didn't kill my mother. I could never do that, and I know that you believe me when I say that. I bet you told the cops that too if they asked you.
Maybe I’ll be able to see you for real someday. I know I’d like that. It’s been what ten years?
I have been and always shall be, your friend,
Gabriel
The Letter Blog
Hope you’re doing OK. I was sitting around the other night when I felt the need to watch Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. I still love that movie, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much fun we had ditching school to go see it.
I remember how you had it all planned out. You knew what buses we’d need to take to get to a theater outside of the neighborhood while I figured out the best plan to not get caught by my mom or the nuns. Somehow we managed to pull it off. Mom never found out. The school never turned us in either. Of course it probably helped that we were two of the good boys who didn’t make trouble unless you’re counting having the snot kicked out of us by the jocks.
I doubt you’d recognize me now. I’ve changed so much. I’m not the nerd with the birth control glasses waiting to be shoved in my locker anymore. No one messes with me. I like it just fine too. It’s better to be at the top of the food chain instead of the appetizer.
I’m sorry that I’m not giving you a return address, but there are people out there looking for me. I don’t want them to force that information out of you if you had it. Believe me, they could force you. The Empire has nothing on these guys when it comes to getting what they want. They don’t care who gets hurt, but I do. I don't know what you're heard about me, Danny, but I didn't kill my mother. I could never do that, and I know that you believe me when I say that. I bet you told the cops that too if they asked you.
Maybe I’ll be able to see you for real someday. I know I’d like that. It’s been what ten years?
I have been and always shall be, your friend,
Gabriel
The Letter Blog