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Hi Robin!!
A lot of the time I'm not very good with saying things right. I think it's why so many people think I'm stupid, but that's okay because I know they're wrong. But I wanted to make sure you understood what I want to say, so I'm writing to you instead. I stayed awake all night to write this so you better read it!!!
You killed me but it wasn't your fault. I know that it feels like your fault, and that (if you choose to remember all of this) you're probably going to keep thinking that it is. But you just wanted to send us all home. I know that if there were another choice, you wouldn't have done it. I don't blame you! It's because of what you did that I'm still able to have a life now after all of that's over. People have to do hard things in life. Terrible things, and those things can make you hate yourself a lot and make you think that you're an awful person. But you're not. You're just surviving, Damian. We all are.
Looking back on it, I guess the town told me how we had to leave. No one really wanted to talk to me about what happened in the cinema, probably because they wanted me to forget about it? So I tried very hard to forget about it, but I couldn't shake the feeling that... Oh well! I guess I am stupid after all.
Damian, I'll miss you. Please continue to do your best at being a superhero, because you are definitely still one. The only way you'll stop being one is if you stop helping people. And I don't think you can do that. You're too much of a good boy. I love you lots and lots. I wasn't lying when I said you were the best roomie I could have gotten and I'm very happy that I got to you to like me even a little. You'll always be a precious friend to me.
Love, Papika!
A lot of the time I'm not very good with saying things right. I think it's why so many people think I'm stupid, but that's okay because I know they're wrong. But I wanted to make sure you understood what I want to say, so I'm writing to you instead. I stayed awake all night to write this so you better read it!!!
You killed me but it wasn't your fault. I know that it feels like your fault, and that (if you choose to remember all of this) you're probably going to keep thinking that it is. But you just wanted to send us all home. I know that if there were another choice, you wouldn't have done it. I don't blame you! It's because of what you did that I'm still able to have a life now after all of that's over. People have to do hard things in life. Terrible things, and those things can make you hate yourself a lot and make you think that you're an awful person. But you're not. You're just surviving, Damian. We all are.
Looking back on it, I guess the town told me how we had to leave. No one really wanted to talk to me about what happened in the cinema, probably because they wanted me to forget about it? So I tried very hard to forget about it, but I couldn't shake the feeling that... Oh well! I guess I am stupid after all.
Damian, I'll miss you. Please continue to do your best at being a superhero, because you are definitely still one. The only way you'll stop being one is if you stop helping people. And I don't think you can do that. You're too much of a good boy. I love you lots and lots. I wasn't lying when I said you were the best roomie I could have gotten and I'm very happy that I got to you to like me even a little. You'll always be a precious friend to me.
Love, Papika!