Dear Mom:
Three days passed. I can’t wait any longer, i need to write him something else. I need to know what happened.
Did i write something wrong? We barely talked (wrote) that day, so it couldn’t be me, we had just met! Maybe he had…homework? Or…or he had to go and couldn’t say goodbye to me?... i don’t know, and i feel bad about it.
I’m coming back to the attic. I hope he’s there.
Love
Amy.
I know is short, it's kind of a filler chapter, but this is important to understand what will be coming the following chapters.
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The Chalkboard // z.m au
Fanfiction❝She was the perfect combination of chalks, and he was her board. ❞ - all rights reserved 2014 © adictajonas