Letter:01
Time written: 15:54

I miss you , a lot actually. I wish you were still in my life. I wish I was still the girl you desired . I wish I was still the girl that puts a smile on your charming face. But what's the point of wishing , when my wishes won't come true

Letter:02
Time written:22:15

You took my heart and shattered it into many pieces. I envy you

Letter:03
Time written:02:00

I love you
I want you,but I can't have you
I need you
You're my breath
But I seem to be suffocating these days since you won't return to my heart that beats for you only.

These are the letters that gradually healed my aching soul. I wrote them day in and day out to my ex lover. But I never gained the courage to send them, I was too much of a coward I guess. When he left me I became a laughing stalk to everyone . All of my friends turned their backs from me. I was so confused. The only person who stood by my side was my bestfriend Katalia . I had no idea how to handle our break up. Which happened 8 months ago but my heart is still pouring tears of sorrow

Right now I'm in Mr Brown's English class. Nobody is paying attention to what he's saying as always but we are paying attention to his handsome face . Mr Brown looks like he came straight out of a high fashion magazine cover. He looks better than half the male models I know. If he were to take off his cream white long sleeved shirt I'm sure he'd reveal hard-core abs. All the guys in our class loath him. The girls are in awe with him, including the female teachers.
Today he seems to be talking about metaphors and personification but I can't really hear him since I'm focusing on his face. The boys in our class celebrate as they hear the bell screech throughout the school, signalling end of the lesson.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow and remember to finish page 5 of your poetry booklet" says Mr Brown with his husky voice. "So, have you seen him yet?" Asks my bestfriend Katalia as she puts her stationary into her pencil case. Confused I ask who the hell she's talking about ."The hot new guy,daaah" she says rolling her eyes. "Nope , haven't seen him and I don't want to see him" I say walking out the class. Katalia raises her eyebrows at me.

"Why don't you want to see him?"

"I don't know , I'm just not feeling him"

"Seriously" she says throwing pink gum into her small mouth "You don't even know the guy"

"So?" I ask looking straight into her dark brown eyes

"So?" She asks dramatically "you can't judge a person you don't know"

"I'm not judging him " I say innocently

Katalia shakes her head at me "well" she says, " you're going to see him a lot, since he lives right next to you" . "And how do you know" I ask letting out a little laugh. Katalia starts laughing softly. "I just know" she says . I roll my eyes at her playfully.

We head out the school gate and make our way back home. On our way we laugh crazily ,joke around and enjoy our friendship. Spending time with my bestfriend helps me forget, forget about the day he decided to walk out of my life. Forget about the good times I shared with him and the the bad times. I just forget everything , I become free. Free to be myself , free to enjoy life and live life to the fullest .

We reach my house located at number 53. Katalia points to the next house , number 52. "Won't you be a sweetheart and say hi to your neighbour for me" she says jokingly using a British accent. "Seriously " I say trying not to laugh. "He doesn't live here" . " whatever" she says giving me a warm hug. "See you tomorrow" . "See you tomorrow" I say walking up the drive way. As I open the door I'm greeted by different aromatic herbs. My stomach grumbles loudly as I rush to the kitchen. "What are you cooking today" I ask while giving my mom a quick hug. "Lasagne" she says with a smile. My stomach grumbles even more. We laugh lightly. "Someone's hungry" mom says with a teasing tone. " I'm starving" I say, placing my school bag in the corner of the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in a minute" mom says sweetly. I take out two plates from the cupboard and gently place them on the counter. Then the thought of the new hot guy rushes into my mind. "Hey mom" I say taking out two folks and knives. "Yes sweety" she responds " Is there a new family living at number 52" I ask curiously. My mom looks at me confused as ever. "Not that I know of" she responds . I shake my head at the thought of my bestfriend lying to me. "What makes you ask that?" "Its just that I heard a new family moved in there" I respond to my mother's question while taking a seat preparing myself for a delicious dinner. "The only new neighbours we have live just around the corner" mom says placing a large piece of lasagne on my plate. "Mrs Goldy still lives right next to us and I don't think that's about to change any time soon" I giggle at my mom's response because Mrs Goldy is the oldest person here in Morningside, she's lived here her whole life. I don't think she's ever moving out.

My mom and I make a small conversation as we dig into our scrumptious dinner. After dinner I quickly wash the dishes as my mother makes her way upstairs to her bedroom. "Goodnight sweety" she says with a yawn . "Goodnight mom" I say taking my navy blue school bag and heading upstairs to my bedroom

As I enter my light purple room I take out my maths and English homework. Just as I am about to actually start doing my homework my phone starts buzzing loudly. I try to ignore the buzzing sounds but it continues to annoy me. Agitated I start looking at my text messages. 15 messages , all from one person. There was only one person on this planet crazy enough to send 15 messages all at once. I scroll down my phone reading Katalia's messages. I start chuckling as I read the last message

'Oh and btw the new guy doesn't live next to you he lives around the corner number 45 that's close enough though :) '

With a huge grin on my face I quickly respond. I rush through my homework and head to my en-suite to take a shower before sleeping. I enter the shower and turn the tap to the right allowing warm water to splash onto my fair-skinned body. After the warm shower I brush my teeth protected by light purple braces and exit the en-suite. I quickly make my way to my mirror . I take my large violet towel and dry my body from dripping water. I dry and comb my black hair and slip into my short pyjamas. Exhaustion creeps in and I slowly lay my tiny body under the covers and doze off

Rays of bright sunlight creep through my white curtains. Not yet ready to wake up i effortlessly turn the other way, protecting my eyes from the striking light. The sound of my alarm rings in my ear again, this time I get up and enter my en-suite , preparing myself for the day. Before I exit my room I take a quick glance at the mirror. Liking the image I see on the mirror I smile and lead down to the kitchen.

My mom is is busy preparing eggs and bacon for breakfast. "Morning mom" I say happily giving her a warm hug. "Morning baby girl" she responds with a smile. " slept well?" I ask while sitting down ready to gobble up my breakfast . "Yes you? She asks placing a generous amount of eggs and bacon on my plate. "Slept like a baby" I say pouring orange juice. My mom beams at me. After breakfast I fix my navy blue school tie and pull my school skirt to the right making sure I still look presentable for school. I take my bag and kiss my mom goodbye then rush to the door. Walking down the drive way I spot my bestfriend coming down the road. We meet half way and for no reason she decides to give me a suspicious look. "What?" I ask giggling and dragging the 'a'. "Nothing" she says sounding like a baby. "Then why the hell are you looking at me like that? I ask continuing to giggle for no reason. "Ooh nothing really" she says with a fake sigh. "Seriouly" I say rolling my eyes. Then we start laughing crazily for no reason. We laugh so hard my stomach starts aching. "Wait why are we laughing? " I ask trying to control my ridiculous laugh but not succeeding. While laughing like a hyena she manages to say"I'm laughing cause you're laughing " that cracks me up even more , you'd swear we were high.

Entering the school gates we manage to get some disgusted looks from some of the students because of our un-lady like behaviour on the way to school. We just shrug them off and continue to be weird best friends. Caring about what other people think about you will just depress you , that's why I ignore all the negative comments people say about me especially the ones regarding my break up. Just because I got dumped doesn't mean its the end of the world. I guess he was just not the one , even though my heart is broken I guess I just have to be mature and move on

Sitting down on our table I look at Katalia curiously. "What?" She asks "I'm just wondering how you know where that guy lives, I mean does he even exist" I say looking into her eyes. Katalia hates eye contact and just as I was expecting she looks the other way avoiding my eyes. "I just know ok and of course he exists, why would I make him up" she responds defending herself. With a little chuckle I respond "I'm just asking girl, calm down and you know you're capable of anything so you would actually make him up." Katalia starts laughing hysterically. "Well all the girls have been talking about him , can't believe you haven't heard about him at all, you're behind" I glare at her and say"well I'm not desperate so I don't care about a hot new guy" . "Once you see him, you'll care" she answers . "Have you seen him?" I ask she slowly moves her head side to side giving me a negative response then she buries her head in shame. I playfully slap her head and scream in her small round ear "you've been on and on about this hot guy and you haven't even seen him." I exclaim in shock. She jumps up from my screeching voice then tries to justify herself. I look at her ,my eyes overflowing with amusement.
The bell rings and we start strolling to our first lesson. The first two lessons drain my energy but when the bell rings for break all the energy comes crashing into my body. I head down to our table and impatiently wait for Katalia. After what felt like 20 decades Katalia comes rushing to our table. "Guess what" she says excitedly "What" I respond without any enthusiasm "could you at least sound a little more excited " she says "WHAT?!" I ask with fake enthusiasm. She glares at me then says " I saw the guy" "Really!?" I ask with real excitement this time. Katalia laughs lightly "and why exactly do you sound so excited" she asks curiously. I stumble over my words "oh I-I " she gives me a wicked smile "what" I say innocently . She wiggles her short index finger at me "mmmmhh someone has a crush" she says "Seriously, I don't even know the guy" I respond defending myself. She wiggles her perfectly shaped eyebrows at me and smiles wickedly. I ignore her stupid facial expressions and go to class as the bell rings.

Two whole weeks pass by and I still haven't seen the guy every girl is making such a huge fuss about. "Why's he such a big deal anyway" I ask Katalia placing my bag on our table. Katalia gives me the 'are you serious right now' look she raises her eyebrows and says the words that correspond with her facial expression

"are you serious right now!?"

"Yeah I'm serious , I mean why's everyone talking about him he's actually starting to annoy me and I don't even know him"

"Before you make any decisions about how you feel about the guy , just talk to him first"

" have you talked to him?" I ask already knowing the answer

"No but you will" she says

"Really , you haven't talked to him but you're acting like he's the most amazing person and why should I talk to him " I respond .

After my little speech Katalia finally says" you guys would actually make a cute couple" . For a moment I'm at a loss for words . I open and shut my mouth attempting to speak but nothing comes out . "I'm serious Kayla" she continues " I know you've been betrayed and you probably don't want any guy but he could help you heal he's perfect for you , he's tall , dark skinned and he plays basketball, you love basketball. " I shake my head at her speech . "Come on Kayla" she says trying to encourage me. " I'm not ready to be in a relationship right now" Katalia looks at me with concern . "Why don't you date him, you're single too" I say Katalia shakes her head "you know I'm not ready to have a boyfriend right now" . "Oh and I am" I say a bit too harshly. " Well you're the one with a broken heart , I'm fine"
A sudden rage fills my body and I just stand up, take my bag and start walking away from her. "I didn't mean it like that" I hear her say. I hear her little footsteps behind me but I ignore them. I enter the girls bathroom fighting the tears that want to escape from my light brown eyes. "Kayla" she says softly but I enter the toilet and shut the door in her face. She remains outside pleading for me to come out but I ignore her words. She soon gives up and goes to class. I remain in the toilet and sob for hours. I take my notebook where I write my letters .

Letter:04
Time written:14:15

Thinking about your absence in my life still has the power to make my heart and soul come tumbling down. Oh won't you come back to me please. Come back to me and kiss me passionately with your soft lips. To have you in my dull life is not even a want anymore.
I need you.

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