Evan had started his first day of school with high hopes, but by the
Dear Evan Hansen:
It turns out, this wasn't an amazing day after all. This isn't going to be an amazing week or an amazing year. Because...why would it be?
Oh, I know. Because there's Zoe. And all my hope is pinned on Zoe. Who I don't even know and who doesn't know me. But maybe if I did. Maybe if I could just talk to her, then maybe...maybe nothing would be different at all.
I wish that everything was different. I wish that I was a part of...something. I wish that anything I said...mattered, to anyone. I mean, face it: would anybody even notice if I disappeared tomorrow?
Sincerely, your best and most dearest friend, Me.
Steven Levenson. Dear Evan Hansen. Theatre Communications Group. 2017. pp 41.
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