Dear S,
It's been a while, huh? So I'm sitting in my English class right now, and our assignment is to write a letter to someone. And then all of a sudden, a flashback begins. And you know how in the movies, the room starts to blur and the background's fading? Well that's EXACTLY what happened. Before you know it, I'm stuck in a 3rd grade memory. You were 8, and I was 7. I remember how people from the Honolulu Star-Bulletin newspaper came in and took a picture of you reading a letter you wrote to the U.S. soldiers in Iraq. You wrote, "I hope you can beat up a lot of bad guys. I believe in you guys. You can do it. You guys rock." I remembered that because I cut that article out from the newspaper and taped it to my wall. I did it because you were my best friend.
I wanted to let you know, that I've been doing good, and I've missed you so much S. I haven't talked to you since that one time you emailed me after you left for Okinawa in the 6th grade. I know absence makes the heart grow fonder, but what happens if you never come back? Do you remember how Mr. O brought in popsicles right before you left? I do. We both had orange ones. It was so sad when you left because we were all best friends. . We were pretty much best friends with the whole grade. Didn't you love our school? I just wanted to write this one last letter, so you knew how I felt, because I don't think it ever really sank in. I thought you were the coolest, laid-back, funniest dude I have ever met. You and your crazy hairstyles, and me with my crazy everything.
I hope you read my letter, because I don't want to have the last word. I hope Okinawa is as cool as you make it seem. Just know that back in Hawaii, your friends will always be there saying, "I believe in you. You can do it. You rock."
With lots of love,
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