I don't know what to call you.
Hey Allah. It’s me Mohammed. I feel kinda silly writing to you like this, but Mom says it’s makes you feel better. The doctors at the hospital make her do it. They tell her that writing will help heal her. Is that true? How’s it going with her anyway. I see her on Wednesday nights, but I can’t tell if you’re helping her. I guess I’m a little angry with you, but you probably already know that. Oh, and sorry for using you’re book in this way. I ripped several pages out a couple years back and never told anyone. I filled it in with empty pages just so no one would notice on the book shelf. I guess a part of me, the bad part of me, thinks you’re a phony and maybe, just maybe you’ll show me who you really are if I deface your holy book. Well, here goes. So I was on my way to the library when Danny Thomas and Jesse Hainsburg found me. Oh and by the way, these aren’t they’re real names. I know better than that. If they ever see this, they’ll kill me. But they might kill me less if they see that I blamed it on someone else. Ben Kaufman said they’d been looking for me when I stopped showing up at the cafeteria for lunch about two weeks ago. "Who told them?” I yelled at him and slammed my locker shut. He flinched and said “Dude! Don’t look at me.” Then he just walked off down the Orange Hall to English class. I'll bet it was that douchebag Neil. He’s always in the library. He’s one of those nerds that’s always clueless to his surroundings. He’ll yell across the hall to one of his He’s got this rare allergy that makes him sound like he’s pinching his nose. Ben’s mom is friends with Neil’s. He heard them on the phone one night and overheard that this allergy actually kept his voice from changing. And he wreaks of hallistosis and doesn’t even know it. I could hear him now, “It’s Ramadan don’t you know!” He probably let out one of those loud hee-haws and then wiped that last-place spit off his face. Oh I saw Mohammed in the library and I guess someone had told them I wasn’t eating. They had this look in their eyes when they approached.
So you’ve got ninety-nine names right? Which one do I call you?