Room for another night. I do not have any money, of course. So now I'm alone in a big city and I do not know what to do or where to go. I've never been so frightened in all my life. I need to share my fears with someone. Please be a strong girl and keep my secret. I cannot send you a postcard because anyone could read it. So I took some hotel writing paper and envelopes before I left and I'm using them instead. You can tell your mom and dad you got a letter from me if you want but, please, do not tell them what happened. I need some time to think I'll write again very soon. Love, Freddie