Informal letter

Dear Braling, 
I am writting this letter to you best friend, because you are the only one who can understand my pain.

 I tell you this because yesterday when I got home after our meeting I saw Nettie very pale and a little asleep. So I kissed her and as I always do, I felt her strong hand pressing my arm. I didn't take care about her being pale and that she was asleep (I thought it was a simple fever) so I went out of the bedroom and I went to take the computer. When I had it in my hands, I entered the bank web page (fyi I shared the bank web account with Nettie) and I saw that in the account there were $1oooo missing. I was very surprised so I thought that Nettie took that money to buy a house. Very angry because she didn't tell me anything about she had taken the money I entered to the bedroom and this is the worst part friend: Nettie was DEAD. Quickly I supported my ear in her body to know if she was alive, and horrified I listened that TIC-TIC-TIC as your marionette does.
See you next year,

 with love your best friend Smith.