#15 Wednesday, December 7, 2015
Dear Life Saver,
There are getting to be so many letters that they won't fit in this notebook anymore. I think that I may need to get a box. But with that runs the risk of my mother coming across them, which would be disastrous. When I was 11, I had just started to like boys, and I had this little, wide ruled notebook that I wrote about them in. This one kid, his name was Eli, was so cute and he was in my martial arts class. I wrote all about how much I loved him, I drew hearts with our names in them, I hid his initials in terrible drawings. It was personal and slightly creepy, okay? Anyway, my mom came across it and for a very long time I heard about how I should never think of a boy that much. About how it was unhealthy and ungodly. Can you imagine what she would say if she found these? She might even send me away to become a nun! Forced to be a nun! Just like one or two of Henry VIII's wives. I refuse to be treated like an unwanted wife. Like, that's not cool.
I am not feeling a lot of emotion today. We had our project, and it is finally over. Our teacher asked us so many questions and you answered them all. I could literally never thank you enough for that. Have I mentioned that I'm terrified to talk in front of people? Well now you know, right? I guess I'm kind of sad that we won't be working together anymore on this, but maybe it will give me a chance to move on. Pick up myself again. Sound like a plan? Sounds like a plan.
Love,
The Girl who is Moving On
YOU ARE READING
Love Letters to the Possibly Broken and the Strangely Unforgotten
Romansa*COMPLETED & PUBLISHED ON IBOOKS* Sometimes she writes letters. But he never replies. Maybe because she never actually sends them, and she doesn't plan on it. Nothing but the pieces of paper and the red sharpies need to know that she loves him. This...
