.eighth letter
Taylor,
We went trick or treating in Halloween. We don’t usually do that, but you were just too cute. I didn’t want to at first but you just went jumping up and down on my bed and that’s when I agreed.
You really didn’t know where to go first. Neither do I.
We went to our Biology teacher’s class without knowing. But since she was cool with it, she gave us a few bars of chocolates and smiled before closing the door. When you turned to leave, Ms. Simon opened the door once again and said,
“I always enjoy seeing you two.”
Then she closed the door.
When we were walking, we saw the guy that was harassing you in the field. You put your arm around my waist and hid your face.
The guy saw you and told me,
“Nice white lady, jackass.”
But we just kept walking because that was what I told you so.
Fast forward to the last house, we accidentally went to this grumpy old lady’s house. She shouted at us and kept screaming “LEAVE!!” but we were just laughing as she kept screaming. You told me that you felt bad about that lady but I just shrugged and put an earbud to your ear.
We walked to your house and sat on the couch and ate too many candies that you just started farting. I just laughed and you did too and I think it was the best Halloween with you.
-Matt
YOU ARE READING
Honey Bee
Short Story//in which a guy tries to move on by writing unsent letters to a girl he used to love dearly.//