The Wolfman Letters
by Stephen G. T.
I)
My dearest Holly,
Hi. I was in Pittsburgh the other day. I wanted to stop by very badly, but I felt out of the ordinary. I know that your father hates me, and I don’t blame him. Please don’t think that I blame him! I think about you all of the time and I don’t know when I will be heart enough to come see you. Do you miss me? No, I know I shouldn’t ask that. I am rotten and sorry. Please forgive me…
Your Dearest,
Wolfman
II)
My dearest Holly,
It’s been three days since I’ve gone home. I plan on living off of the land. I don’t know whether it would be a good idea or not. I don’t know if it even is an idea. I heard your mother was sick. Well, you know that I don’t have a mother. I can’t even invent having one to be sick or what the effect it would tossle with me. All I know is that I love you, Holly. I need to be alone… in the woods. I think about your mother and try to make myself heave to conceptionalize your mother’s condition and mold your feelings into my own. My pencil is drying. I will write to you again.
In times of Trouble,
Wolfman
III)
Hello Holly,
My last letters must have seemed outrageous to you. Don’t worry about me. I am not on anything. I have never even used drugs, you know that! Anyway, I realized something when I was out and in the woods. My mind is charged full of energy, an emesis, from the force of you. You are grand. So very, very kind. I need to know that you are alive. I haven’t heard from you in these past so many years. I need to know that you are alive so I can profess my love to you in letter. If this is still your address, please write back.
With Interest,
Wolfman
A Letter of Return)
To Wolfman,
Hello Wolfman. I am still alive and live here on Maple Street, Pittsburgh PA as always. You know I live here. I can see you spying through my window from the neighbor’s tree. I am glad to hear that you made it through the two months of living in the woods. I hope that you will leave me alone because I do not like you. You are weird and my daddy says that you should not talk to me anymore. He hates you real bad and I know that you blame him so don’t say that you don’t, I am allergic to bologna. We just got another puppy so we’d appreciate it if you would not steal this one Please! Ok!
Please stop writing,
Holly
IV)
My Dearest Holly,
I must be mad to disobey your order to stop writing. You know that I would do anything for you right away. But my heart leads me to write this last letter to you so that we may have closure. I miss our midnight travels, hopscotch, jacks, jump rope, and shogun battles. As for your father, he is a bastard and I would enjoy pummeling him. Holly, you know that I am the dominant male, not your dad. I can protect and comfort you. Please be careful with everything, I shall miss you.
Love and Regards,
Chief Wolfman
I came across a message of bondage to send to you all. My name is no longer what it used to be. I am now Wolfman, and I am pleased to meet you in my new form. Do not let my new-fangled name scare you to death. I am still quite human, or as much as I ever was. Also do not let this letter destroy your ambitions of rock stardom. I know now that you have been sick with displeasure and that is why I am writing. Do not let go of your dreams and picture fantasies. Do not give in to the machine that is ripping us from the trees! My house is no longer of any use to me for I am at home everywhere and everywhen. Eat not to be merry anymore, but to survive the vials of nature and wrath of pleasure.