A letter from October 9th, 2016

Dear FutureMe, Hi Cassidy. You're 16 right now. God, it must feel like forever. I remember 12. What an idiot we were. Donald Trump? Is he president. God, I hope not. Daesh? Is that a thing of the past or are did we mess up big time? Hopefully there's still internet, after all, there could be zombies for all we know. Apocalypse. It would be cool. Right now, you're single, kinda ***, and love tattoos. I'm hoping your ****** orientation hasn't changed. That would suck. It makes life easier though :( You've got some friends. The librarians- Mrs. Moore and Mrs. Pierce, Grace /Tyrone, Riley the ginger, Danielle, Sohpie. Have you written your series yet? I hope we're low key famous. Don't forget Twenty one pilots. Sherlock, Panic at the Disco, Supernatural (has the show ended yet???), Doctor Who. All the rock music you love. You finished school 5 years ago. No more, unless you decide to get your masters. How's social work? I hope you have friends. You can get lonely sometimes. Have you seen your GP about depression? Do you visit Daddy for holidays, or are you too busy? Is he still married? God, Audrie is in college. Have you found someone yet? You're getting that age. I wonder if you'll like kids at that point. It's junior year in high school. Who knows what will happen 10 years from now. Hopefully not WWIII :( Love, Cassidy Make a new years resolution. Lose some weight, read some books. Be happy