If you’re reading this, it means you dug up a grave.
I don’t know whether to congratulate you or not for getting away with it, although I suppose you could also be a cop reading the so-called evidence of said dug up grave, but at this point… I don’t really care.
You’re going to read something very personal to me. No, I don’t mind, it’s a story that needed to be told — but preferably not to the eyes of many. I do have one request however, if you so happen to be living in the same year as I, please don’t try to find me.
I apologise in advance, for in the first couple of letters, things seemed a tad hopeless. I promise you that we grew in time, and that if you stay patient, just like he did with me; it might be worth your while.
How did it all start you ask? Oh, that’s easy, with a bit of blood and a certain fairy-tale.
See you on the other side,