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One Shot Challenger #2

Title: Dear Mirani
Author:

What inspired me to write this story is that life can be unexpectedly short. We must not waste it but rather use every seconds to the fullest. So here goes my bestfriend and I's story.

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Dear Mirani,

Its been a long time. Haven't you received my letters? I thought you didn't cause if you did for sure by this time your reply should had reach me.
Do you still remember Sophia? Yes, the rose that you gave me on my 13th birthday. You know what? Its been a year and I can say she's already a fully grown beautiful rose. I wish you can see her too. I miss you.

Your Bestfriend,
Liyana

I crumpled the letter and throw it straight to the trash bin. How long should she send me these junks? Can't she sense that I don't want to communicate with her anymore? And bestfriend? Is she nuts? She's no longer my bestfriend since the day that--nevermind.

"Mirani, honey, its time for school now. Its your first day, why are you still not dressed with your uniform?" Mom sit beside me on my bed.

"I have no friends there." I frown

"Yes but soon enough you will." Mom gave me her assurance smile.

"What if I don't?" I look at her worrily.

"That's impossible dear." Mom pats my back and all I can manage is to heave out a sigh, "Go dress up. School bus might arrive later." then she went out my room.

I immediately dress up with my new uniform. I prepared my books and notes and put them on my bag. I took one last look to the letter in the trash bin and for a while I think of keeping it but I shake it out of my head and continue to go out of my room.

My mom open the door after I knock and she was beyond surprise when she saw me.

"Honey! What happened?" but instead of answering her, I went running straight to my room and shut the door.

To my stupidity, I forgot to lock it. Crap.

Mom entered still bugging me of questions I don't wanna answer.

"Who did this to you? Why aren't you talking?" Mom held me on my shoulder and forced me to face her.

And the moment I did I came out bursting with tears.

"Mom, why am I so weak?" she hug me tighter making the mustard sauce on my uniform spread and smudge on her shirt too, "Why can't I fight back?" I hug her back helding her against me like she was the breath I take.

"Hussh.. hushh now sweetheart." she gently massage my back. Running out of words to comfort me.

"This was all her fault." I said grimly

Mom hold me in arms-length, looking intently on my eyes, "Who? Liyana?"

I immediately struggle out from her, "I wanna take a shower mom. I stink."

"Do you wanna talk about her?" I stopped for a while.

"No. I don't want to talk about IT." I said emphasizing the last word.

"But--"

I face her, "Mom, I wanna take a shower. I am already sticky." she nods. Not arguing further.

She went out and as I enter the bathroom, I heard the click of the doorknob.

I turn the shower on and let the tears that wanted to spring out my eyes the moment she mentioned that very--very familiar name I've known most of my life.