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Dear Fitzy,

Today I’ve been gone 84 days.

Most of them have been so bad I wonder if I’m living in a nightmare.

Mr. Foller once told me that I have a false perception of reality after I mentioned that I’m not loved by anyone anymore with Honey gone, especially Mom and Dad. “You’re over-exaggerating,” he said. “You’re making it seem that way.”

He basically called me a liar.

But I know that’s not true. Because all of these things I’m about to tell you happened to Sarah too. One day, she’ll tell her own story, to you, to her family, to the world. Here is part of mine. These are the things that have been done to me since day 1:

Kidnapping

Strip-searching, supervised showers

Slapped in face

Hands tied behind my back

No medical care, denied food

Locked in dark room for first three days

Not allowed to shower after I peed my pants

Each thing has cut away from me. Each thing is a scar I’ll always have.

I’ve lost skin. I’ve lost my dignity. They think they broke me, Fitz. Sometimes, I think it too. I’m not sure I’ll ever recover the missing pieces. I wonder if the breaking began before here. If it did, I hope a missing piece is with you.

Rebels Only.

Parker