This sounded too melodramatic and desperate.
tsk tskt tsk.
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*****The truth*****
September 4, 2010
12:59PM
Makiling Dormitory
Dear Meijn Aape,
Good evening to you.
Firstly I would like to offer my sincere apologies for being
able to send you an e-mail for two days since yesterday because I had another
anxiety attack since last Thursday night. I almost killed my self in the
process had it been with a stroke of luck and maybe divine intervention as
well. But the incident rendered me weak
the next day so I missed work as well. Tragedy it may seem but I took some time
off so that I could personally “heal” my self form the ailment.
After last night, I am afraid for my self. My mental
constitution has never been strong unlike you; maybe because from birth I have
been stripped off with all the things that a “normal” person should have had. I
am still think also about the possibility of having the attack in broad daylight,
the throbbing and painful gasp in my chest. I don’t know when will be next one,
and I am not also sure if the next one will finally kill me. It must be a form
of a mental ailment but since I am very good in pretending and lying, no one
figured out anything about this.
Frankly Appe, I am ashamed of this. I really don’t want you
to know this but I want you to know nevertheless about the truth. Then you can
finally decide if you’ll still be love me or not. But even so, I want you to
know that I love you.
Good bye Aape.
Ik hou van jou.
Uw Mahal
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