The Last Summer Part III Dear Dina;
………..I didn’t sleep, I didn’t stop writing, I just cried all night….. And this is what I wrote: Dear Dina my best friend forever: I miss you terribly. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I wish I was home with you. America is a terrible lonely and mean place, and I wish My Mom would take us back home, but I don’t think she will. I don’t know what to do, so I cry, but I know I will have to stop crying, but than what will I do? Mother’s new husband is mean, ugly and stupid. He yells at mother... Sign in to see full entry.