To NotLiam Closed

Hello,

Well. I finally figured it out. You sent me the letter from last March. You probably don't know how much that hurt me. You also know pretty much everything else about me sine I thought you were Liam.

I think I should hate you. Pretending to be someone you are not. But, alas, I shouldn't hate someone I have never met. Even if they are a horrible human. I would doubt that the fire was even real if I hadn't attended my own parents funeral.

Again, I should hate you. But I don't. I think that you should know that I have cared about you for a year. Even though I thought you were my own brother. (Which you are most certainly not) I think that since I know who you are, or should I say, who you are not, that you should at least end me a letter back. I won't judge you. I promise.

I have been through a lot. You should know since I wrote letters every month for at least 8 months and put essentially my very soul into them. I have gotten better. I talk now, I even think I have made friends.

If I can change so much in three months, I think you can too. We can send letters back and forth if you would like. Again, I won't judge. In fact, I would probably end up looking forward to receiving them.

Just so you know, I am no longer living on these letters. Not that you knew I was. I did, and now I don't. That's that.

If you don't respond with your name, I will simply call you NotLiam. That is what you are, isn't it. Isn't that a funny thing to think about. Well, goodbye for now. I look forward to finally hearing from you.

-Katrina Walker