Dear Dan,
I am writing this letter to you about my experience in prison. I am attending church inside here and I hope that one day God will answer my prayers so that I can be out and fulfill my dream of finishing school.
As I had told you before, I do not know anything about this case and I mean it. My life in prison is hell and I am surviving by always praying to God. Sometimes I ask myself why me, and I don't understand. I sometimes cry because I feel that I have been neglected by people I love.
The way I respect people, I never steal or robbed anyone, and now I found myself in the wrong place with no future. I remember when police searched us. They never found nothing but they arrested me. I need your help my friend. I miss playing soccer with you.
Dan may you please buy me this things. 2L milk, rolls, biscuits, 1L juice, phonecard, 2 roll-on, and cool drink. I am also asking for your contact numbers for the phone. I am very delighted to have a friend like you. Sometimes I say God is great because you came in my life when I was just dying inside my heart. I love you man and I miss you.
Your friend,
D
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