Ok, this is not an argument, or a response to any other arguments. It is a cry for help.
One week ago, My parents and I traveled over 3 states to take me to college. When they left me, I was so upset I made myself physically ill. My Dad was crying harder than he had ever cried before, and he told me to give it one week and if after that one week, if I didn't want to stay, I could come home. Well, tommorrow is the end of that week, and I'm lonlier and more incredibly frightened than ever. But I can't go back. My Dad has spent every penny he had on getting me here, the first in our family to go to college. If I go home, I will have nothing. He will be crushed. But I'm sinking here. I have no one to talk to, no one to listen, I cry every night. I'm stranded, and don't know what to do. I'm afraid I might no t make it here emotionally. I don't know what this letter will accpomplish, or why I'm even writing it. Perhaps I'm just crying out for a friend, an ear, or something more, i don't know. I guess I'm just hoping someone will read this and want to be with me, in some small way. I guess I should go now.
"Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone
I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me."