December 31, 2008
Dear Charlie,
It’s 2 am in the morning, I’ll sleep in a bit but I just wanted to write you first. I went to the theater with Anabel and Sam. I was nervous because this was my first time going out with Anabel. She was incredibly beautiful, I just couldn’t stop looking at her. It was inevitable, and it was that moment, when I saw her smile, that I felt complete again. I forgot about Jonah, I forgot that she doesn’t know that I love her. I just admired her in silent, and smiled like a goof whenever she turned to look at me. I can’t really say why I love her, I don’t know how to explain it, I don’t think I would be honest if I say, “she’s my everything” or “I just can’t live without her” or “She makes me happy” because Laura makes me happy and I don’t love her like I love Anabel. I just feel different when she smiles at me. Like if there isn’t anything else to hold on to when someone asks you “what is perfection?” except her. I can’t say how was the play really, all I could remember was the background music, because all I could focus on was on her. The Play was Little Shop of Horror, it was a musical actually, Anabel loves musical, I don’t but I couldn’t tell no to her. It’s New Years Eve, and like everyone else, I wish I could have my midnight kiss, physically lasting a few seconds, but in my mind it would last a life time. I have to go to bed now, Mom just got home and If she sees me awake I’m dead.
Love,
Joctan
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Life is Beautiful
General FictionLife, can be a roller coaster. It can be the greatest thing ever, and in a minute can change to a living hell. This is the story of a young boy named "Joctan" who is writing to his childhood friend "Charlie" since he moved far away. This is also a...
