A Reply To The Love NoteIt was clear that evening, when the wind suddenly picked up and swept a letter into the tree branch outside of the room on the second floor. A teenage boy looked up from over his laptop, spying the letter neatly tucked away. He got up from his seat and walked swiftly to the window, lest it be blown away before he could reach it. Opening the window, he climbed up on the ledge and snatched the letter, returning safely inside.A Reply To The Love Note8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Upon reading the letter, he got to a table and started to write.
Good evening my Angel,
Do the stars miss you dearly when they depart each morning? Does the moon yearn for your gaze as much as I do? How is it there in heaven? What possessed you to write such a letter for a wretched soul? Perhaps I am not the one meant for your adoration, my sweet; please forgive me if you receive this letter to discover that it was sent to the wrong address. Im afraid that... my handwriting is abysmal, please forgive me if you cannot read this. Are you certain