Une Lettre Mystérieuse

Prelude

"She's weird."

"She doesn't talk to anyone either."

"Books are the only friends she consider too."

"But wait, don't you remember her story?"

"Yeah, why d'ya ask anyways?"

"I wonder how did she manage to survive."

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There was once a happy, euphoric little girl— filled with energy, always looking up with excitement. Looking forward for many things, discovering anew for her life as she sought for it as she grew on.

Born from a wealthy family, having everything was just a piece of cake for her. But that wasn't what she ever wanted for herself. Rather than riches, she wanted a normal life.

She was happily planning the so called normal life. Dreaming that one day, she'll have a family of her own— living in a simple house filled with such contentment for her own. She was happy, that's what all anyone knows.

Until one day—

The little girl got into an accident with her family. She thought that it was her end, it was all their end. But no, it still wasn't.

It killed her family, but not her. It was a miracle she survived but rather unfortunate to be living.

She turned with such torment, devastated, dejected and filled with unhappiness as she grew on. It was because she was left to suffer in pure anguish, to carry the burden and pain from being let alone—

Blamed by her own relatives, the only one she can call her family, because of the hapless accident that led to her parents, her sister, her brother— the demise of her own family.

Of course, with the unfortunate event— it planted the greed inside the people's hearts. Her relatives took every single thing away from her. The treasures her parents worked hard on, for them. The company her father built for them.

Especially the house that her parents sufficed to shelter them in a better way— the mansion filled with unforgettable memories— was taken away from her.

All that was left behind for her—

Was a mysterious letter.

So where, now, have the girl gone too?

I don't know either.

She locked herself in the darkness, all by herself.

Even though, how many times I tried to bring her back— She kept on refusing to do so.

I don't know why but—

I, too, even find it hard to believe that the once happy, euphoric little girl—

Was I, myself.

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Folded Notes composed in fragrant papers—

Written in such beautiful handwriting—

and delicately tipped in finessé using a marvelous fountain pen—

Holds an even mysterious thoughts.

"What's with that letter anyways?"

- Song Hye-rin

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Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events in the story are purely fictional. Any likeness to real person, dead or alive, or even actual place or event is purely coincidental.

Warning:
Beware, this story might contain quite sensitive topics about death, depression, and a slight foul language can be included in it (but will be censored latter). Read it at your own risk.

A/N:
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"Une Lettre Mystérieuse"
By: Ｓｔｅｌｌａｒｉｓ