Dear nameless guy (from now on, I will be calling you that on each letter and no, you are not an invisible ninja. Get over yourself.)
Okay, so I won't be able to write my whole life story at the moment on this paper because I don't have much time and I really have to focus on this lesson in class.
But last night, I explained it on another piece of paper and wrote it in a story/poetic form because I've always hated talking about it.
Letting it all out by writing poetry is a little more comforting for me.
So, it's called 'She Used To' and it will be told in a third person's point of view.
It kind of explains my life and why I've been kicked out and why I feel so "lost".
Please don't share it with anyone.
I hope you won't judge me after reading it.
- Mollie
YOU ARE READING
Dear No One [on hold]
RandomOne shared biology textbook, one lonely girl, one kind yet mysterious boy, several continuous letters, and a whole bunch of truths and lies. ~~~ [a story told through letters]