Letter 02

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Dear Mom:

Did you know about it?. I’m sure you knew.

I told him my name. It’s weird to call him, him. It’s a chalkboard, but “he” has a name. His name is Zayn, as i told you before. I wanna tell you what we said, or wrote, after we introduced each other.

“How are we doing this?” i wrote back “It’s impossible, this is just an ordinary chalkboard”.

“It’s not” he wrote back. “It’s amazing, when i discovered it, there was other guy living there, we became friends.”

“So… you wanna be my friend?” He erased my words, but didn’t answer me right away.

I waited an hour or so, and gave up. He didn’t answer me.

Love

      Amy

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