sent to: hallnoatsfan23@aol.com

cc: loadedgxns@gmail.com

subject: email i

Dear Whoever,

I'm positive this email isn't real, and if it is, well, I'm surely hoping you still aren't using an aol account. Either way, the only eyes that should be ever reading this are my own, and for that I'm grateful. I need a safe space to vent, a place to come to where I can put out all my feelings and not have to worry about any form of judgement- or pity. God, I can't stand it when people pity me.

Anyways, I know I've written and rewritten this email about a thousand times by now, but I need to stop worrying and just write. I don't think words will actually ever be enough to describe everything I am feeling inside this fragile human shell. There is a lot of pain, a lot of suffering, and one hell of story to tell to those who'd listen.

So thank you, faceless/nameless person, for letting me borrow this space. I'm sure you've long since abandoned it and will never return, but I still feel some gratitude is in order.

From one nobody to another, thank you. For letting me tell my story at last.

This is Mona Williams signing off, for now at least.

x

Notes

Hi! Thank you for checking this story out, it's my first one on this site :) This story will be told entirely through emails and will be at first feature a lot more of my OC before anyone else appears