I went to Central Elementary in West Bend..
I was in kindergarten. It was crazy how my mind worked back than because I always had this feeling you might have liked me. One day Mrs. Bradley wasn't there and we all had to go to a different class. And for some reason that scared me I was crying pretty bad. But there you were comforting me "it's ok" "don't cry".
My memory since than is blurry. I don't even remember your name. Just remember the sound of you soft voice telling me everything was going to be ok. People rareley comforted me when I was younger. I wonder how you been. If you stayed in West Bend or left long ago?
I wish you well.
Sincerely, me.
This blog is built by the imperfect bricks we are. The letters you see here are those we've sent, those we regret, and the ones we never meant to send.