The Letter
Ty--
Okay, I know I just posted not too long ago...but the weirdest...I mean WEIRDEST (can't stress that enough) thing just happened. I almost didn't post this 'cause I still don't know the whole story...but I figured I'll just tell you what I know so far:
I was sitting in the kitchen eatting some dinner and going through the mail. There was a letter addressed to me from someone I didn't know. I opened it (figuring no one I could think of would be sending me athrax) and inside was a letter. To get the full effect of the letter I'm going to type it word for word:
Dear Tyler,
I'm sure you don't remember me. We only meet once and you were only about three. But I feel the need to talk with you. My name is Jack and I was a very close personal friend of your father. I'm sure he never meantioned me to you though, 'cause it would have opened a whole can of worms. Anyway, I was recently talking with your mother and I came to realize that you don't know the real cause of your father's death back in '92. When I learned of this I was stunned. This is something you should know. And then as I continued to talk to your mother I learned that it's even more important that you learn of how your father died. I would like to meet with you, perhaps. I know this is very vague. But I'm afraid if I put all the details in this letter you won't belive me. I feel it's my duty as your father's friend to let you know what happened back then. Please reply...if only to let me know you got the letter...
Sincerly,
Jack Patterson
Okay...yeah, a bit vague. So I imediditly called my mom and she wouldn't tell me a damn thing. I said to her that I thought dad had cancer and she said he did. And then she went on to say that this Jack person was nothing and a crazy man with a head full of nonsense ideas and views. But when she was telling me this her voice was shaking. It scared me. I don't know what the hell is going on. Jack left his phone number in the letter...I don't know if I should call him or not. It's just so bizarre...and strange...and a bit scary.
I mean, I never knew my father that well, but he never meantioned anyone named Jack. Maybe this guy is a loon. Or maybe there's something about my dad that I don't know. I mean I'm sure there's a ton of stuff about my dad I don't know...but the way he died...that seems pretty important.
I was 13 when dad died. My mom put him in a cancer hospital where she said he'd get the best treatment. She never took me or my sisters to see him though, saying that she wanted us to remember him the way he was and not the way he became. She visited him though. At least she told us she did.
I know I'm jumping to conclusions...but I don't know what to make of this. Was he....killed by someone?? I know that can't be true...but if it wasn't cancer, then what was it? A car wreak? But I saw my dad before he went of to the hospital and he seemed sick. Very thin and yellow. I have no idea what I'm going to do...
--Ty
Okay, I know I just posted not too long ago...but the weirdest...I mean WEIRDEST (can't stress that enough) thing just happened. I almost didn't post this 'cause I still don't know the whole story...but I figured I'll just tell you what I know so far:
I was sitting in the kitchen eatting some dinner and going through the mail. There was a letter addressed to me from someone I didn't know. I opened it (figuring no one I could think of would be sending me athrax) and inside was a letter. To get the full effect of the letter I'm going to type it word for word:
Dear Tyler,
I'm sure you don't remember me. We only meet once and you were only about three. But I feel the need to talk with you. My name is Jack and I was a very close personal friend of your father. I'm sure he never meantioned me to you though, 'cause it would have opened a whole can of worms. Anyway, I was recently talking with your mother and I came to realize that you don't know the real cause of your father's death back in '92. When I learned of this I was stunned. This is something you should know. And then as I continued to talk to your mother I learned that it's even more important that you learn of how your father died. I would like to meet with you, perhaps. I know this is very vague. But I'm afraid if I put all the details in this letter you won't belive me. I feel it's my duty as your father's friend to let you know what happened back then. Please reply...if only to let me know you got the letter...
Sincerly,
Jack Patterson
Okay...yeah, a bit vague. So I imediditly called my mom and she wouldn't tell me a damn thing. I said to her that I thought dad had cancer and she said he did. And then she went on to say that this Jack person was nothing and a crazy man with a head full of nonsense ideas and views. But when she was telling me this her voice was shaking. It scared me. I don't know what the hell is going on. Jack left his phone number in the letter...I don't know if I should call him or not. It's just so bizarre...and strange...and a bit scary.
I mean, I never knew my father that well, but he never meantioned anyone named Jack. Maybe this guy is a loon. Or maybe there's something about my dad that I don't know. I mean I'm sure there's a ton of stuff about my dad I don't know...but the way he died...that seems pretty important.
I was 13 when dad died. My mom put him in a cancer hospital where she said he'd get the best treatment. She never took me or my sisters to see him though, saying that she wanted us to remember him the way he was and not the way he became. She visited him though. At least she told us she did.
I know I'm jumping to conclusions...but I don't know what to make of this. Was he....killed by someone?? I know that can't be true...but if it wasn't cancer, then what was it? A car wreak? But I saw my dad before he went of to the hospital and he seemed sick. Very thin and yellow. I have no idea what I'm going to do...
--Ty