DEAR YOU [Part 1]

Chapter 1

‼️ TW‼️

CORALINE

Dear you,

I want to die. I am sitting here, in the cafeteria among a huge group of people or "friends" as they say and I hear them talking to me and I see them listening to what I say, I find myslef hanging out with these numerous people and I know they can see me but why does it feel like I am a thousand miles away from everyone I know. Why does I feel like I am a thousand miles away from myself.

It feels like I am in this enormous room with mirrors on the walls and the ceiling and the floor and yet I can not see myself.

I am popular, people notice me or precisely they surround me but do they?

So one day, I stand in the balcony, with one hand on the railing and I look down to see myself lying there, I see myself lying there broken and gone and I feel nothing.

But what I do see is my family and the life around me so I don't want to give up just yet.

Today when my lit professor told us how must the human interaction is to people, I thought of this, I thought of putting down my whole self into words, on paper and sending this to you hoping you would see me as I am.

Now that you do know me, let us play a game. Here are some guidelines:

1. We shall never ever meet each other.

2. When ever you get this letter, read it with all the human in you and if you don't want to be a part of this crazy thing, pass on the letter with much care but remember the letter must be addressed randomly and if you do want the human interaction that you cant find, write back.

3. I know this is dangerous more than it is stupid but i just want you to know that my father is a police officer, not that it is any threat but if I were you wanting to messing with me , I'll think more than twice.

I hope to hear from you soon.

"Hey you coming with us to Dans's party or what?" Emma said pacing towards me with her pupils dialated way too much " You know what, I am not asking, I am telling you. You have to come , its been so long since we went out partying. " She stood there with a pouty face with her hands on her hips. "Okay okay, I will go" I said, stuffing the letter into the bag.

" Hey, what is that? "

" Oh, its nothing."

" It does not feel like nothing. Cmon tell me girl. I am dying for some tea."

"Seriously, leave it."

"Oh I think I know what it is" she said with a sly look on her face "obviously a love letter from that guy in the class. O MY G he is so cute sending you letters. You should obviously call him" my god does this girl even breathe whilst talking " or write him back. Oh this definitely the start of a cheesy rom-com."

"You know what , let's shop. Its on me, my dad gave me his credit card." I said with all the glee that is left in me , just the way I am supposed to say these things because this is how they see me or more accurately how they want to see me.

The bell rang.

"Hey Cora, I hope it's okay that I invited my other girlfriends, they insisted." I listened as Em said putting on her sunglasses. "It's fine." It is, really, easier to hide the truth when you are a part of a group. " I just have to drop something off, you go ahead." "Okay babygirl." said Emma squeezing me tightly, " I just wanna say that I know you have been off and you can talk to me" she whispered,

"oh finally someone understands" I thought to myself,

"I know it is about Jake." she continued.

I hugged her back.

I dropped five letters into the mail box hoping.