July 5, 2009
Dear Charlie,
I’ve been away for so long, so many things had happen. I was supposed to get back home, but decided to keep traveling with uncle, I still have much to learn. Sometimes it’s really hard for me, to be so far away from mother, and not being able to share some coffee with Sam, I ask myself most of the time if she misses me. I hope she does. I miss you, Charlie; I know you’ve written, mother sends me your cards, every two weeks. I’m happy you got in the architect school, I’m glad you got back home! I’m not sure when I’ll be back, I met someone, Judith, we met on the port a few weeks ago, and even though we’re not together, we have been having coitus, she’s my first. I never thought I would be having sex and wake up the next day empty. It’s just meaningless sex, and we both know it, sometimes we just fornicate, without saying a word, and when we finish, we go our separate ways. I honestly do not respect the idea of “empty sex” but I’m alone. So is Judith, we do talk, from time to time, when we bump at the port, she’s actually an interesting girl, pale skin, clear brown eyes, and long black hair. I’ve heard that she does “this” as a normal day thing. She meets someone, share bodies for a while and then she disappears, it’s strange she hasn’t with me.
I’m still waiting for that day to come.
Love,
Joctan.
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Life is Beautiful
General FictionLife, can be a roller coaster. It can be the greatest thing ever, and in a minute can change to a living hell. This is the story of a young boy named "Joctan" who is writing to his childhood friend "Charlie" since he moved far away. This is also a...
