Every Thursday I get letters, they are never for me but they are always there. Erin is the girl behind the stories the poems and the heart to heart babble, Amber is the girl which whom these stories are to. My Favourite letters are the ones with the story, the one where amber meets a boy. The boy reminds me of myself.
But I read these letters; I do not write or send any back. I don’t want them to know I exist, but I want to know about them. Erin’s laugh when she writes these instead of doing her work, her face when she said she had to go when the class had to get needles and simply I wish I knew what beauty was behind these letters.
I will never know, I Don’t want to know. I just don’t ever want these letters to stop, because these letters are what get me through two lessons of history. These letters get me through Thursday.
YOU ARE READING
Little stories of a Girl
Poetrytake what you think when you see the word 'girl'. and then take the word 'different'. because every 'girl' is 'different' to what you might think. and this is a story about those girls
