I don�t know if I will have the time to write anymore letters, because I might be too busy trying to participate. So if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school, and you helped me. Even if you didn�t know what I was talking about or know someone who has gone through it, you made me not feel alone. Because I know there are people who say all these things don�t happen. And there are people who forget what it�s like to be 16 when they turn 17. I know these will all be stories someday. And our pictures will become old photographs. We�ll all become somebody�s mom or dad. But right now these moments are not stories. This is happening, I am here and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you�re not a sad story. You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you�re listening to that song and that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear, we are infinite. ï¿½ The Perks Of Being A Wallflower || LISTENNING: THE VELVET UNDERGROUND - SUNDAY MORNING Love Always, Mand3y S.