A short one this time



   A school girl with plenty of issues sitting behind her laptop,writing her next letter to her future self. For her age she has been involved in far too many things to count. From being involved in her family issues against her own will, to the trouble of her own making,she has done a lot for her gentle age. She feels so grown up,like she knows it all but she is too young to understand that this is just the beginning. Poor girl,they say,she laughs just thinking about it. People pity her and laugh at her but she knows,it’s been difficult and she is not proud of many things but that’s what makes her,what she is. How is she supposed to learn from her mistakes if she never makes them,after all it’s all part of life. That’s what her father used to say to her mother when they were still together. Just thinking about it puts a smile on her face.How this girl missed her dad,if only he was still here to hear this. As far as the new letter,there were plenty of new “I’m sorry” and “I didn’t mean it like that” to add to the list of things that happened. She is certain her future self will laugh it off,or forgive and learn or both so she takes her time,reflects and learns along the way. Because that’s what you do,you live and you learn. For one thing she can be certain,she is living her life and even though her parents think they know it all about her,they are far from it but that will be her little secret,between her and her future self. Even as she writes with a smile on her face,you can see the sadness in girl’s eyes recounting what she has done and been through. The sadness will pass though and the new stronger individual will rise and achieve great things. At least that’s what she thinks and hopes as she is writing the confessional. This is what we all hope at the end of the day for ourselves,those around us and the souls we know are lost. To find ourself in the stream of every day life and the pursuit of happiness which is different for us all yet binds us together as one. Parents are back,time to finish this up,a short one this time,girl thinks to herself. Maybe,just maybe,she is learning after all.


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