My Letter of Survival
Dear Mom & Dad,
I wanted to let you know that I am alive, and, undoubtedly, I'm lucky to be. I can't begin to tell you how many of my brothers were lost in this terrible attack, but I have found comfort in knowing that I can help them live on by carrying their memories with me. I need you to know that, after everything, I am not the same man I once was. I don't know if I ever will be, and I am still find myself wondering why and how I am still breathing, sitting here and writing this letter to you. I will never understand any of this, but I am grateful beyond what words could ever express that I get to come home to both of you again, to hug you, kiss you, and tell you that I'm alright in person.
When I do come home, you will see all the changes that I am speaking of. However, I have one request. Please do not ask me about the events that have happened here. I cannot talk about them. Every day, it's all I see; it's all I can think about. I'm waiting for the day when I can get past that, and I am not sure it will ever come. Talking about it will only deter that from happening. Still, I know you are wondering, and that's why I am talking about this now.
When the attack happened, I was aboard the Arizona. I tried to save as many men as I could, and a group of ten of us fell into the water with the burning wreckage. We were not alone. Sharks were lurking in the water, and I tried to calm the men by telling them to punch the sharks in the nose as hard as they could if any came near. After an exhausting night of swimming, we were able to make it to shore, where we hid in fear of the Japanese attackers. We thought they might find us and take us as prisoners. The next day, we were found and taken to safety.
I cannot tell you about all of the details of the attack. I can only tell you what I just did now. Perhaps years from now I will be able to discuss it, along with the things I witnessed. For now, I am trying to burn them from my memory forever.
Thank you for praying for me every day. I think that helped with my survival. I cannot wait to leave this place. I hope my brothers know I am taking them with me, where they can be free to live on through my memories of them. I love you both, and I thank God I am alive. I will see you soon.
Love,
Franklin
Please note: You may use my letter as an example to write your own letter. However, you may not plagiarize (copy) my writing!
I wanted to let you know that I am alive, and, undoubtedly, I'm lucky to be. I can't begin to tell you how many of my brothers were lost in this terrible attack, but I have found comfort in knowing that I can help them live on by carrying their memories with me. I need you to know that, after everything, I am not the same man I once was. I don't know if I ever will be, and I am still find myself wondering why and how I am still breathing, sitting here and writing this letter to you. I will never understand any of this, but I am grateful beyond what words could ever express that I get to come home to both of you again, to hug you, kiss you, and tell you that I'm alright in person.
When I do come home, you will see all the changes that I am speaking of. However, I have one request. Please do not ask me about the events that have happened here. I cannot talk about them. Every day, it's all I see; it's all I can think about. I'm waiting for the day when I can get past that, and I am not sure it will ever come. Talking about it will only deter that from happening. Still, I know you are wondering, and that's why I am talking about this now.
When the attack happened, I was aboard the Arizona. I tried to save as many men as I could, and a group of ten of us fell into the water with the burning wreckage. We were not alone. Sharks were lurking in the water, and I tried to calm the men by telling them to punch the sharks in the nose as hard as they could if any came near. After an exhausting night of swimming, we were able to make it to shore, where we hid in fear of the Japanese attackers. We thought they might find us and take us as prisoners. The next day, we were found and taken to safety.
I cannot tell you about all of the details of the attack. I can only tell you what I just did now. Perhaps years from now I will be able to discuss it, along with the things I witnessed. For now, I am trying to burn them from my memory forever.
Thank you for praying for me every day. I think that helped with my survival. I cannot wait to leave this place. I hope my brothers know I am taking them with me, where they can be free to live on through my memories of them. I love you both, and I thank God I am alive. I will see you soon.
Love,
Franklin
Please note: You may use my letter as an example to write your own letter. However, you may not plagiarize (copy) my writing!