You can't lose something you never had.
When it comes to friendship, I can say I'm friends with almost everybody, but I'm not the type of person who has a big circle of friends or particular friends to be with. I'm always alone, but not lonely. Maybe that's why I was thrilled about the idea of finally having a friend. I thought Magnus would be that person. I never thought about it that way and it wasn't that big of a deal for me. I enjoy my presence.
I like being alone. In that case, I’d keep my thoughts to myself without the need for social interaction. Usually, I let my thoughts perceive me.
I would stay in class every day to write letters to myself for the next day. It became a ritual. After I write the letter, I will leave it on my desk and read it the next day.
But on the morning of September 22, I found 2 letters lying on my desk. Without a doubt, I read the anonymous letter first.
Hey, Rosella!
I noticed how you would always leave letters on your desk. Don't worry, I never read any of them. I don't know who they are for, but it reminded me of myself. Especially my 7-year-old self. He would always write letters to everyone, even to himself. I like to write poems if you even care. If you’re interested, I can let you read some. I don’t usually let anyone read my works, but I guess it’s not that bad to let at least one person read them, right? I don't know if you need someone to talk to, but if you do, you can talk to me. I’m a good listener. It’s better to let it out to someone than dump it all on a piece of paper. That's what I realized growing up. I don't fully know you, but I know that you're a great person.
After reading the letter, I only had one person in mind.
Could it be? I mean, who else would it be?
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Unwritten Love Story
Romance"I found this treehouse by accident when I tried to stay away from home. It became my home, my sanctuary. Whenever I'm sad, I just go here. And you can too. That's why I'm showing you this treehouse. When you're sad, just go here." He said. "Who's t...
