Love Letters

The breakdown

I wake up finding my head sleeping on my journal. I look around and the library was dark except the lamp that's on my table shining on me. "Oh god, what time is it?" I mumble to myself as I sit up straight.

I move the mouse on my laptop to wake it up, "9:02 PM," it read.

"Oh thank god," I mumble as I click on a blank document. "I have one hour before this article is due, I can do this," I say.

I start with the title, "Love and Hate."

"Love and hate, the two strong words that are used in everyone's life. They are alike when it comes to feelings but different when it comes to the meaning of them. Every one of us has seen both of them at some point and I hope you remember them as you're reading this.

Love, it's needed in a world when there is too much hate. There is hope for love to live in a cruel world like ours. When two people split, they usually start hating the person but there is always a way to clean up a messy fight. When you love someone it's impossible to hate them because you love them, right? The more you think about it, it starts to get complicated but feelings don't change, you do.

Hate, it really is a strong word. When it's used it could hurt someone, it could shatter them, maybe even end them. But maybe there could be less hate when you gathering more love and warmth. In extreme and heated situations where there is yelling and screaming, just calm down and just hug them even if they don't want you to. Hug them, hug them as tight as you can, never let them go and say I love you. They will lose all their madness and it'll turn into happiness.

Love and hate, the two insane words that are used for the good and the bad but in the end everything hopefully is well. One thing everyone should know is, don't let anything divide you even if you have to give it all you've got because there is nothing better than the one you love. Remember always chose love. This is Emma signing off.

–Emma."

I puff with relief, "Finally," I say as I lean back into the wooden chair. I can't believe I wrote that in thirty-minutes. I save the document to my desktop and sign in to my email. I drag the document file and upload it to the email that will be sent to the executive editor. I click send and exhale really loudly. I stand up, I close my laptop shut, grab my notebook and as I was trying to stuff them in my bag I see the letter at the bottom of my bag. I take the letter out and put my things inside. I open it and reread it with a smile starting to form on my face. "I'm going to give it to him," I say to myself.

I drive to our dorm building and park my car. I'm walking to his room with the letter in my hand and my feelings are starting to feel high from happiness; like I'm going to fly away into the clouds of love. I finally get to his dorm room and stand in front of his door, "11," it read.

I take the letter out of my bag and then take out the beige envelope. I put the letter inside the envelope gently and close it up. Then on the envelope I write, "I love you too." I slide the letter under his door swiftly and I'm blushing just by imagining his reaction to reading it. I suddenly remember that he went to a party and I have the best idea. I'm going to the party; I'm going to surprise him.

I go upstairs to my dorm room and throw my bag onto my bed. I take my jean jacket off and I'm now left off with my blue dress with thin straps and small white flowers on it which is up to my knees. I look into my mirror and smile, "He's going to love me," I say to myself. I grab my phone, wear my white flats, and rush out the door.

I call a cab because I'm too tired to drive.

I pay the driver and here I am standing in front of the house. I could hear music and loud talking, and there were two drunk guys eyeing me as I walk into the house. I ignore them and smile as I'm looking around for Sammy. There were people playing beer pong, some were eating pizza, some were drinking out of bottles, and some were passed out on couches and even on the floor. I walk around but Sammy was nowhere to be found, so I start walking towards the front door to leave but then I remember, Amanda said she was going to be here. So I turn back to look for her. I see her on the stairs leaning back on the wall with a guy facing her and he's kissing her on her cheeks. She finally notices me but she doesn't seem to be happy. Her eyes go wide and she looks back at the guy and he stops kissing her and turns around. My smile quickly goes down, everything became in slow motion, the music started to feel like muffled cries. It was Sammy, he's the guy with Amanda. His grey button-up shirt is unbuttoned halfway, he's got smudged red lipstick on his face. My heart sinks into my stomach and I've got tears in my eyes. I get back to reality.