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Will Write Again

Genç Kurgu

Diary entries. Letters. An Ad. After a consecutive peaks of trouble (and an awkward call), Samantha found herself exchanging letters with someone named Nathan. As the days passed, they found themselves sharing deep conversations, wishes and likes...

#bird #calls #humor #letters #messenger #nathan #samantha #summerbreak #teenfiction #twomonths #write

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by mementolunaaa

by mementolunaaa

April 20, 20XX

Dear Diary,

Summer days sure fly fast. Was it already my 20th day of being alone? Ah, no. I'm not alone . . . at least.

I thought it was a bad thing to get myself into exchanging letters with someone I don't really know. All I know is that he's someone working for a certain agency and I had a service from them; also, his name's Nathan.

So I'm kind of confused and a little troubled on what kind of path am I leading myself into. Should I continue or not?

But there's also this heartwarming feeling whenever I get to write a letter. And also that sense of excitement to wait for a blue bird near the window and have a letter in an envelope.

Though, I wanted to ask at the back at my head. What's this feeling? Why do I feel comfortable? And why am I troubled?

Warmest,
Samantha