Are you OK?
You don't sound OK.
I just remember you having the right answers to everything. We were in chemistry. Obviously, not much chemistry between us. Anyway, I'm Smed. Kind of dishwater blond messy hair individual, who kept to himself, mostly. I guess.
Doubt you remember me.
And now, I work with Megan. I can't believe she's lasted here the last couple of months. But maybe she likes it.
I just hope you're OK. And I think I know what might have happened. And if you think it was wrong, or you know, really upset about what happened. Then, you should maybe go to the emergency room. Or at least call a hotline. Maybe someone in your dorm could help.
Really, I didn't mind the letter. You can e-mail me again if you want.