After the talk with Evelyn,it got me thinking.
What I said was true. We cant hold grudges on people forever. So I have decided to forgive/apologize to him through a letter.
That is why I am here. In the post office on a Friday afternoon, waiting in line to send him the letter that wont be expected.
4 hours ago
Where is it?
When Enrique left my mom, I know he told her where he was staying just to gloat.
I just cant find the letter that he told her. Opening the bottom drawer in my moms room, I tried to find the envelope.
Bingo.
moving all the papers I had shoved out of the way back, I sat down and opened the letter.
Dear Susan,
As you know. I have left you for a good reason. I just couldn't handle being wth your excuse of a daughter and you. You're probably crying, cause I'm so Amazing, when you got this letter. I have come to inform you where I will be staying, if you shall feel the need to come visit me for no apparent reason.
Address: 123 Maple Avenue.
That is my girlfriends house. She and I have met a-
I couldn't read anymore. The bastard left my mother to be with another girl.
I swear this guy was as cocky as the globe. Its sometimes to much too handle even I hate it.
I'm happy, but pity my mother.
Where is she anyways?
Getting up with a sigh I went over to the kitchen table and began to write him a letter that I hopefully will be lucky enough to get him to read.
Dear Enrique,
Hi. It's Susan's excuse of a daughter. I know you're not expecting this. You have probably already threw it away before you have gotten a chance to read it, but I wanted to forgive you.
Forgive you for making Susan and I's life hell. You hit us both without giving a damn.
Anyways I just hope you have can have a nice life with your new girl.
- Jenny Porter
Folding up the paper into thirds, I grabbed a white envelope and stuffed it in. I doubt he will read it. But hey, I tried.
Getting up from the brown chair, I made my way over to the mailbox.
It was a nice day, hot actually for March. Luckily I was wearing a coral colored shirt with black leggings.
Opening the mailbox door, I gently put the letter inside as if it carried life's secrets.
I haven't ever really done something like this and it felt good. It took a load of my shoulders.
Because a journey of a thousand miles begins with one small step.
With a sigh I mumbled to myself, "done"
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Short StoryThis is a story about a teenage girl who lives with her abusive stepfather and birth mother Bam* Bam* Bam* he hit me three times Ina row. My mother stood in the doorway, watching and crying while she is careful not to interfere. Cause she kno...
