Morgan,
I know you want to see me, but patience is virtue. Please don’t come up to the hospital, and yes, I am in hospital, I don’t want you seeing me looking like this. Kelsey is my cousin and I could trust her to give you the message. I didn’t think you would believe it though, but seriously I wouldn’t do anything like that. I’m not sick or anything. (Meaning sick minded)
Just so that you’re not to worry, I was driving and someone pulled out of a lane onto the dual carriage way without looking and their car went right into mine. I’m fine though, insurance will cover it, but I have to get a new car. Mine’s now written off the roads. All I wanted was to get some dinner for the night but I’m thankful to be alive. Also, this made me realise what an idiot I’ve been to you. I’ve been ignorant to you and I apologise. Don’t worry, though, I’ll be back up on my feet in no time and request your permission, if you’ll still have me, to sit next to you in English.
I can’t stay long. I was going to email you from my phone but the nurse told me off for it would interfere with the equipment, so I’m on her laptop which she keeps in her locker with a dongle between split shifts.
I hope I’m out of here soon, though. The food here is rank.
Basically, the morals of this very sincere message is:
1) I’m okay.
2) I realise that I’ve been horrible, and yet you still care. Thank you. (Not really a moral, but oh well) well it could be. A moral not to leave apologise unsaid.
3) Be patient.
Love, Jesse. X
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Five, not Seven? (2 - complete)
Ficțiune adolescenți[PART TWO OF: I'm five, were you meant to dial seven?] Morgan met Jesse because of her mobile phone. He texted a cheeky message to 07657 234 562 instead of 07657 234 762. Now, after having made conversation and finding out that they go to the same...
