Dear Sam,
I'm happy you read the letter. I wish you kept it though.
Anyways, I remember back in 3rd Grade, when Ms. Kent forced me to read that cheesy fairytale story. I always thought it was weird how Prince Charming fell for Cinderella when they didn't even speak much at the dance night. And all they did was to dance waltz, share a few smiles and talks, then done.
However, I realized something. As I'm writing this letter, I realized it is possible.
It's weird, true. But it's amazing, you know. Just like how I came to like you, when we never spoke even once. Even though you don't know me.
But at the same time, it also made me realize how pathetic I am. Prince Charming did everything to find his Cinderella, and here I am. Writing letters for you. Trying hard to make you fall for me with my cheesy lines. Looking at you secretly while you read your books.
Sorry if I kinda sound creepy. I have no bad intentions, really. I just want to know you. I just one to talk to you, even if it's just a one-sided way.
Why? It's because I'm afraid. I'm afraid to hear whatever you think of me. You might find me weird or something, and I don't really like that.
That's why I'm just writing to you. And I'll continue, until you get sick of my letters.
P.S.
Don't forget that you're beautiful, yeah?
-Anon
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Letters for Sam
Short StoryIf you were to go in the library of Alistair High, you'll see this ginger girl in a corner. Her name is Sam. You'll see her scanning books behind a shelf. Or in the deepest parts of the library, sitting down the floor whilst reading. But before you...
