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Dear Professor Robins,

Where should I begin? Well, my name is Mya, I’m 18 years old and a first year college student. Personally, I am not all that great with telling someone about myself especially because I never know what to say. Throughout my 18 years of living school has played an important part in my life. So, deciding where to go to school was very difficult. I’ve changed my career path more then I can imagine and even now I still don’t know what I want to become. My most recent choice was to become a medical examiner, on a more technical term the definition is “an appointed official in some American jurisdictions who is trained in pathology that investigates deaths that occur under unusual or suspicious circumstances, to perform post-mortem examinations, and in some jurisdictions to initiate inquests.” Long story short, I would be performing autopsies. But, I’ve also considered nursing. This is because when I am not at school I work in a senior assisted living facility. Here, I assist the elderly with everyday things they struggle with. This is their home so I help them to their meals, whether it be with continence, dressing, bathing, etc. I couldn’t imagine myself loving a job more then I do now. Hearing the way just a kind voice can brighten up their entire week means the world to me.Helping people and seeing the way it makes them happy is really such an amazing feeling. My life consists of multiple support systems but especially my mom and boyfriend. No matter what I choose to do with my life they both would support me every step of the way. My passions, hopes and dreams is to live my life to the fullest while I can, travel, be with those I love and receive my education no matter what path I go down. I will be the greatest version of me I can be.

Sincerely, Mya

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Dear Savannah,

As I'm writing this I'm still in the beginning pages of the book and honestly so much as already happened. The voice that I hear in Charlie's letters start off super sad and dark. Charlie talks about the suicide of Michael, his only middle school friend and the death of his Aunt Helen. He is angry and just beyond sad. "I just reread that and it doesn’t sound like how I talk. Especially in that office because I was crying still. I never did stop crying" (page 5). Just at the fact that he couldn't get out words but was just crying about Michael just shows how much he cared for his one and only friend.  Charlie is now a freshman in high school and seems like a very reserved boy, very quiet and very few friends. He doesn't seem very outgoing as he deals with bullies and the struggles surrounding high school." He just started high school and already feels like a major outcast. Between his feeling of loneliness to beating up those who make fun of him it seems to be that Charlie has a lot of built up pain within. His voice compares to my own form of writing is very different because he is filled with so much confusion and sadness but my tone differs depending on the type of work I'm writing. In the letters from September 11th and 16th Charlie talks of his love for reading the book "To Kill a Mockingbird," something with a great shift from his normal letters and his English teachers assigned extra assigemtns seeing Charlie's passion for books. But, Charlie witnessed something crazy, her sisters sweet and artsy boyfriend isn't so sweet because he hit her across the face but she made Charlie swear he wouldn't say anything to anyone. So far, the Perks seem like an average family despite things like Charlie's father coming at problems wrong an chooses violence. But,his mom wants what's best for all her kids, to apply themselves and be smart and amazing. The story so far is really good and I can't wait to learn more and about Charlie and the Perks.

Sincerely, Mya

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Dear Nikki,

Are you having fun dancing with the angels? Honestly I don’t even know what I would say to you if you could read this. It’s been over a year since you died, it’s crazy how fast time flies by. Every time we come home we pass by the place you die and always say hi to you, with your motorcycle helmet and flowers attached to the streetlight. Why did you have to go? To be frank you were my brothers best friend’s mom. We barely spoke and were around each other but the day I found out you died I cried harder then I’ve ever before. It felt like I lost my mom. Maybe because you were always around and I always say you smiling and laughing and yelling at the boys all the time. You had such a kind heart and so much patience. The day we heard that you were gone we rushed to Queens to be with everyone in the middle of the night and it was freezing cold. We were all in pajamas outside your house just crying. But no one took it harder then Isaiah (your son) and Jaylen (practically your other son). My brother doesn’t cry, but the day you left us he cried harder then ever. It was even harder to find out how you died, if only people had been paying attention on the highway, you just wanted to see your friend. There are so many things I could tell you, I started college, I have a really good job, I’m really happy but I wish you were here to see that. Jaylen too, he got a job but you’d hate that the boys grew apart. The one thing you told my mom was to never let the boys grow apart but it was going to happen, they were broken without you. Nothing could bring back the feeling of when you were here. I hope you’re partying it up in heaven. Did you know that I keep your obituary card in my phone case so you’re always with me? I miss you.. See you soon.

- with all the love in the world, Mya