Dear Sage,
Today my parents tried to talk to me about how I've been feeling. When I told them I was fine they both looked unconvinced and concerned and my mom went into this rant about how I might have "PTSD" or something... Whatever it's called, I dunno.
They then started talking about how "things like this happen" in life and how I shouldn't be afraid to talk about my feelings or even take a week or so off of school to just rest. I told them that a week of not having to go to school would be great, but I don't want to get behind on school work since it's my senior year and besides, I'm fine anyway. When they asked if I was sure I said "yeah!" and that you're bound to get back soon from wherever.
Then they got this really scared glint in their eyes and looked at each other and tried to explain that you weren't coming back but... I don't really know because my brain just kinda shut itself down after that and I really didn't feel like talking anymore.
Anyway, I have history homework to finish. I don't really want to do it.
Sincerely,
Remy
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Dear Sage (V1)
Teen Fiction··ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ﹐ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ·s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ·· A story about grief and letting go, "Dear Sage" is an ambiguous tale spun by the many unsent letters from Remy to Sag...
