Dear Atarah, It’s been a while since I last wrote you a letter, and quite honestly, I do not know how I will write this one for you either. My days have been filled with so much darkness that rendered me incapacitated. There is a deep sense of loneliness and fear that I couldn’t quite…

Dear Atarah, I went to church today. You probably have already noticed that my faith has much influence on my decision-making process, even if I often deny it. I really did not want to leave the house, seeing that the rain might pour down at any moment. I went anyway. However, I was late after…

Dear Atarah, I woke up at eleven in the evening, unsure of what to do at such an awkward hour, so I made myself a cup of hot chocolate. The house was so quiet, I could hear myself breathing. This kind of silence is not unfamiliar to me. But you know, the more silent it…

Dear Atarah, It rained again today, though not as heavily as the last time. I didn’t dare step a foot outside. I’m glad I finished cutting the grass and cleared my front yard before it started raining again. It was getting pretty overgrown, and if I left it for another few days, it would have…