Creative Assignment
“Empire of the Sun” by J.G. Ballard
My dear friend Patrick,
How are you my friend? How is Singapore? I hope you are fine and healthy. I am very lucky to be able to write this letter to you because not many people got the chance to do so. As you probably did not know, I am in a prison camp right now because of the Japanese. I have been here for more than one year and without my parents. It is a very long story about how I am not with my parents anymore, so I will just tell you that we got separated when we were running in town from a bombing. It was a very big shock for me but I am al right now. I still hope that I will find them, though. I do not even remember what they look like. It hurts to think that they might even not be alive anymore. I just do not know what to do anymore. I am a prisoner…and all I can do is hope. I have some good friends here and they have helped me through everything, but I am still very sad and I miss my mom and dad a lot. I just hope that they are al right, so I can maybe find them one day. I miss my mom’s hugs and the long chats with my dad about planes. And I just wish I could remember what they look like.