May 5th

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This time I  got a letter a long with some roses.
The roses were white, with one purple one.

I open the letter and it read:

Michael here. Who else would it be lol. Ahahahahaahaha
I used lol and didn't even laugh at all. I laugh because I used Ahahahahahaahaha. The extra Haa. Sorry I'm waisting your time.

But here

Hint 5: Open the door.

This isn't a finished sentence. You'll have to wait for tomorrow to find out the finishing sentence. YAH

Anyways Love you.
Michael

P.S
Look behind this letter. Just in case I added something. <3

Oh, Michael. You thought I didn't read every single thing.

On the back it read:
Yay, I actually hoped you read all my back messages. Do you see the purple rose I have to you? That one wasn't actually for you.
I want you to do me a favour. Can you take the purple rose, and give it to this lady. Take your white roses too! Just hold them, don't actually give it to someone. I got those from for you, ya know! Go to Greenway highway. There should be a house on the right side of the road. It's connected to a mountain. You'll know when you see a Pink spray painted tree with no leaves.
Give the old lady in there the purple rose. And DRESS IN A WHITE DRESS. After that follow her instructions. Have Fun.

Greenway Highway. Weird, that's far from the state. He wants me to take a two hour drive out of New York. To some granny house, and give her a purple rose. Alright alright.

The bell rang.

That was unexpected. I didn't think I would have any visitors.

I went to to door, and I receive another letter handed by a b-brown hair. With blonde streaks in his hair. Brown eyes. Squishy face. Bushy eyebrows.

Calum?

"Calum?" I took another glance at him.

"Oh. Hi. Um... I didn't you were the person that had to send letters from my friend Michael. " he shook his head nervously. He changed. From football boy to a punk.

His tattoos almost cover up his arm.

"I'll be taking the letter. Thank you. You can go now. " I don't get it, I tried to search for him. Yet here he is at my eyes. The thing is I never told Michael his name or how he left looked. I just told him I chased after a random guy.

"Y-you changed." He stares at me.

" Of course I changed. Good bye now." I closed the door on his face and lock it. Walking back to my bed. I open the letter.

Hey. I know 2 letter in a day is weird. But this is going to be a make up for 2 days. You'll be spending a few days at Grannies place. She'll be the one giving the rest of the information. So pack for 3 days okay! Make sure all clothing are WHITE. I tell you. No colours except maybe like a bead or so. BUT WHITE. You'll be  back by the 8th. The earliest. 2 days before you'll go to the place. You'll have two days to yourself. Without being bothered by me.
Alright.

Love, Michael

3 days. So the letter that I just received makes up for 2 days. There will be one more letter I will be receiving.

I got out my small bag. 3 days, means 3 bras, 6 panties, 4 undershirts all white. One pair of white jeans. White off the shoulders shirt. 2 white dresses. I really don't get the white, it's sorta blinding and empty.

For now I'm wearing white flats and a white lace summer dress.

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(A.N This isn't really what the main character looks like. I'm just showing the dress. You'll find out soon her name. But what she looks like, is all on your own.)

I grabbed my bags, and the bouquet, along with the purple rose.

Goodbye, for one day. Okay?

glimpse.Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu