What are you doing?!?! I see you walking around my apartment complex with a large group of boys, most of them with their pants falling off so bad they have to hold them on. I can tell you guys are up to no good.
We were never really were what I would call "friends". I think acquaintances would be a better word. We hung out a few times maybe 10? Never doing anything kosher. I know it is not my place to say but I honestly think you need to get your act together. You are 17 years old, not in school, don't have a job, and all you do all day is hang out and do "bad" things with those hoodlums that live near me. I know what you guys are up to in that apartment and I am sure a lot of others do as well. It really breaks my heart to see someone like you fall off the wagon and hit your head so hard. You still have time to get it together though! Man do I wish I could say that to you in person. I swear I would if I didn't have a really bad anxiety problem.
I see myself in you. At that age I was like you, I didn't care about anything. I just wanted to have fun. My thoughts were "well this makes me happy so I am going to do it". I never once thought about how it made others feel or how I was ruining my life until it was much too late. I am sure you have heard this from many people but you don't care. I never did. No one was going to stop me from doing what I wanted to do. And no one did. I just had to find out the hard way.
I have seen you face to face about 4 times in the last week. You have looked at me but not said anything at all. Not even a wave. Makes me wonder what is going through your mind. Maybe we never really were "friends". I never say hi because of my anxiety but I know you do not have any of that. To be honest every time I see you and I am by my apartment, I make sure to steer clear of my front door so you do not find out which one I live in. This is because I fear you and your friends will rob me. Yes, I fear you will rob me! Not because that is something you would do but because you are hanging out with people that do those kinds of things. I wonder how you would feel if you actually knew that someone felt scared to let you know where they live.
Oh, Vannah! Please get it together! I will be praying for you. I hope so badly that you realize that you are going down a long path of destruction. And I hope that you stop on that path and turn down another much better one.
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