Dear Stranger,
If you are reading this, something is wrong because I would normally not reach out to strangers in real life. All I need you to do is call the police and they (or you) can call the contact numbers on the back of this letter is something really is wrong.
Why should you do this for me? Besides the fact that you are terribly curious about the entire situation? Good question. Maybe I should give you a little info on me, to make it a bit more personable.
My name is Niki and I live in this house with my husband, his mom, three dogs and a cat. My husband and I met, married and lived in Houston for quite awhile before moving here. You could say we exiled ourselves on purpose. Sometimes life just gets to be too much and you need to shrink your world.
I do work at the local convenience store and if you have ever visited me at work, you would think I was a social butterfly. The truth is: its all an act to some extent. I am not the biggest fan of humanity. When I am “out and about” by myself I am fine, but when I am home, I prefer the company of “my people” over the general public.
Being invited to a dinner party or public event is always a welcomed gesture but be warned, I will not show up. Staying home with my husband and animals is my idea of a good time.
Maybe we could have been friends, but I have my doubts. I am a horrible friend (reasons stated above). Do I miss having a large group of friends? Yes, but I have been hurt so many times that I just dont have enough real estate left in my heart to build a new friend town. I now keep people at an arms length.
I do like to bake and cook and maybe I would have made you something special and maybe I would have brought it over. Maybe not. I do like music and things like that and you might have liked those things too but it wouldnt matter because I would never bring it up on the off chance you knew more than I did and would think me a “noob”.
I know all of this makes me sound like a horrible person, but I really do care. I am just very awkward and jaded and not sure how to show it anymore.
Hopefully this letter, at the very least, makes you see why I am here and why the letter is there. If it turns out that nothing is wrong in here, you have read the letter…maybe we could try to be friends. Hell, at least you know what you would be signing up for.
The Strange Chick In The House,
Niki
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