(I kind of wish I didn't write this one, because I cringe at how lovey-dovey it is, but alas, tis written in the book, and so it shall be written here as well. Please for the sake of my dignity just skip this. Or not it's up to you, I just fangirl about Ricardo. Also, keep in mind this is written in the perspective of being read to the class)
Hold your sighs, I'm being cliche. I don't have any intentions on reading this aloud, but I suppose plans changed if you're hearing this now.
This Christmas will be the greatest gift I've ever been given. Why? Because it's the Christmas in which Ricardo, whom you are all aware of by now, is coming to visit me! We've been unofficially together since 8th grade, officially together since Freshman year, and it's no assumption or exaggeration to call us soulmates. So hopefully y'all understand why it hurts so much to have him gone so far away from me, hardly ever able to text each other. You can say I'm overreacting, what do I truly know? I'm just a teenage girl. Though, right now, that boy is the one who reminds me to eat, to take my medicine, keeps me healthy, and keeps me happy, and if seeing your greatest source of life again after being suddenly ripped apart isn't the greatest Christmas present possible, then I don't know what is. Material items mean nothing to me, and I gladly turn away any and all gifts I am given this year just as long as I get to see him again, even if it's only for a few days. A few cherishable days.
(We are still together, he still reminds me to eat and take my medicine, my points still stand. High school sweethearts for the win)
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My Creative Writing Journal
AcakThese are short stories and prompts from my Creative Writing class in high school, open for any reader to enjoy! If anyone has any suggestions for new short prompts they're curious to see me write about, leave a comment and I may write it in this jo...
