today i morn the loss of my good frends dan edwords i fownd his bodey this morening he was a frend and a brother to me in his note was a letter wich he had read befor me its was open (for a few weeks hed been opeaning my letters for some reson) and he put a note inside saying “do well i love you dont …” the rest was to messey or coverd in blood to read so crying aand stagaring on my feet i take it from the guy who has just given it to me and i reed the note but i dont reed the letter yet so after the questioning i get in and just flop on my bed i feelt the letter in my pokit i open the leter inside and read it it was from the publishure i send my poetrey to and thay said thay would publish me if i did tree books 1. a cristmas pems book thay can sell for next year 2. my suicide project poems and other poems 3. a colechion of my favret poems from other athers he must of been whating till the letter came from the publishures he must of pland it all his favret saying was “evrey cloued has a silver lineing” i gess this is the silver lineing… i gess he whantid it to be like this…
but now im stuck i dont know wether i shuld or not i know its strange but i feel like if i dont ill let him down and if i do i whont live up to his standerds or something i rely dont know what to do my heads all messed up im still getingt over this and trying to figer out… what ever this is can you help ? were d i go from here