The Reunion. I open the Ipad, impatient to see my emails. 2 new emails. Chris and Mike. Without any hesitation, I click onto “Mike” and read the mail. It says:
“My class is great. We’ve received your letter at school. Everybody told me to tell you that we miss you. My best friend is Ben, as usual:). And you, who’s your best friend? And your classmates?
I answer him, so happy like each time he sends me a mail. Then, I read my other message.
Yes, my teachers are nice, and my class too.
I miss you. You’ll stay my whole life in my heart, I’ll never forget you.
Hope you’re well, lots of love,
Writing my mail, saying things that I feel are wrong, not true. But, I love him, no? Why do I have this strange feeling? I’m probably shy, that’s what you feel when you’re in love. I close the Ipad, and lie in my bed. It’s so hot outside, too hot for me. Tomorrow is Monday, another awful week. I want this to end. This nightmare where light are my mails. The sun will finish to rise and kill the darkness. Yes, after bad things good things.