Dear Mr. Spencer,
By the time you read this I’ll already be gone, probably never going to see you again either. It’s kind of weird, when you think about it. We did get to be pretty good friends, you and I. Just about as good a friend as I could ever hope for at Pencey, and I don’t mean to sound sappy or anything. I’ve had a lot of teachers and all, being in so many different schools. You’re a good teacher Mr. Spencer, you know. Don’t think you’re bad because I failed, I’m just no good at history. I relly am. There’s nothing you could do about it.
Just whatever you do, I don’t want you to worry about me. I think I’m just going through a phase is all. It’s just like the grippe. You’ll get over your grippe and I’ll get over my phase. Right? We’ll be just fine, I know we will. Just don’t worry about me.
Anyways, I just want to say thank you. You’ve been a great teacher, you really have. I haven’t been a great student, but it’s not your fault. I failed every subject except for english, and that’s only because I’m good at writing compositions. So thanks Mr. Spencer, for being a swell guy if I ever knew one. Hope your grippe is feeling better already.
You really are a sonuvabitch, you know that? It really killed me how you had such bad hygiene. You were disgusting, and had the nerve to come into my room every day and ask about things that weren’t your goddamn business. Also, you always used to stand in my light whenever I read. It also really kills me when you find the need to mess up my whole goddamn room. If you weren’t such a sonuvabitch, I wouldn’t care as much. I honestly don’t care what the hell you do, so long as you don’t affect me.
I would like you to know that the only goddamn reason why I asked you to come to the movies with me and Mal Brossard was because I felt bad for you. You sit there with your dirty, yellow teeth and deny your problem with hygiene. God, that really kills me. Anyway, I guess you noticed that I left, and don’t think your sorry ass I’m gonna tell you why I did. I’ll see you around “Ackley kid”. Don’t smell too bad.
I’m going to be leaving Pencey shortly. I would simply like to tell you how much everything you did simply killed me. A goddamn slob like you managed to get a great girl, like Jane. You have no sense of hygiene behind close doors, but you still have one of the biggest egos ever. You are so goddamn conceited and honestly, I’m glad that once I leave, I won’t have to deal with you anymore. People like you have no right to get anything good in life.
I get that I probably sound like some jealous maniac when I get frustrated about you dating Jane, but I know what kind of a person that you are. You don’t even care about Jane, and all you did was take advantage of her. I actually cared about that girl, whereas you know nothing about her. Now I simply would like to say that in the future, I hope that a goddamn person like you doesn’t take advantage of anyone else.