Novel & Cerita Carta Para Una Persona Especial

She picked up the call and found the voice of receptionist, "Adele Wilson, there's a parcel of your name." She frowned hearing that. Who would sent her gifts. She went to the reception and looked at the packet carefully. There was written in composed letters, '♡♡♧ONLY FOR YOU, MI AMOR♤♡♡'

"Same result." Hazel opened her locker. Something fell out and hit the floor at her feet. She looked down. A folded piece of paper. She picked it up. "Oh," Maya said, materialising at her shoulder. "Girl. You have a secret admirer." Hazel unfolded it. It was a full letter. Actual paragraphs, handwritten, not a quick two lines — someone had put real effort into this. They said she was different from everyone else. They said they had been wanting to say something for a while. They wanted to take her out, wherever she chose, wherever she was comfortable. They hoped she wouldn't think it was strange.

card and I was shocked. The card has a picture of a shadow of a man and woman standing on a yacht looking lovingly into each other... Looks like I wasn't the only one who took a pic that day...that special day... when we confessed... No... snap out of it! You need to get your family back... yes! I can't become an orphan again... "Take this card and all these flowers back. Send them back to the sender" I said and thrust the card back to him but he scoffed at me...

Not that I am going to tell him that. *** "Sir, Are these for any special occasion?" The kind looking lady asked me. I look up as I dispose off yet another card after scratching out what I had written. Choosing the flower had been easy. Green orchids, wild ones. One look at them had me decided. They reminded me of her. But I was not able to figure out what to write on the accompanying card as a note! 'Will you go out with me?' made me feel creepy for a first time note. l can imagine what she would feel. 'How are you?' 'Have a nice day.' 'Best wishes.' All had been tried and rejected in the last ten minutes.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or be affronted that she didn’t know me. Before I could think better of it, I reached into my jacket and handed her a card. My personal card – not a business one. Heavy expensive paper. Simple, understated, expensive. Just a name and a number. “If you’re ever in trouble,” I told her, voice serious as a heart attack, “you call okay.” She nodded, fingers curling around the card like it might disappear if she didn’t hold it tight. “Thank you Sir, I mean Adriano.” Hot colour washed her cheeks.

she smiled at him "how about you?" "Well"he took her hand without any intentions of letting go and immedistely a feeling which could be desxribed as a series of electric shocks and sparks ran through her and she shivered unconsciously. He said " My name is Nacen and I'm here to meet someone close and special to me" he said staring directly at her.

Hazel said hesitantly. "That is my dream guy's card!" Mandy grabbed Hazel's arm and started shaking it. It was obvious that she was not going to stop until she got what she wanted. Hazel sighed and took Zac's credit card from the room. Mandy took the card and looked at it carefully. The surface of the card was silver and black, and in the middle of it was a low-key, simple, and unique character. Just as she was about to turn over the card, Eva snatched it away. "Wow, this card is so unique. Can you get your name carved on a card? Is that a symbol of his last name? Where can I get one? I want to get one too!"

It's a valentines day card. The memories of my twelveth standard flooded my mind. Now I remember everything very clearly. I am such an idiot. I opened the card and ran my fingers over the block letters saying 'Forever in love, Your Priya' below the printed love proposal message. She was studying tenth standard when she gave this card to me. When I told that I wasn't interested in love as I have many dreams to achieve and I tried to convince her that what she was feeling was just infatuation.

said Don Luis the building concierge. "They are beautiful, who brought them" I asked him. "A messenger from a flower shop Ms. Diaz" he replied. "Can you put them on the table in the living room, please, thank you" I said asking him for help. "I couldn't stop looking at it, the bucket was so beautiful, I looked for a card and found one, but it didn't have any name in the sender "how strange" I thought, I took the card and it said, "When that person you love is in front of you, you just want to hug her, kiss her and never let her go".

I open the letter and I see a picture of Cara in a boutique and my heart rate increases by a hundred. “IMAGINE WHAT A SCAR WOULD DO HER PRETTY FACE” blood drains from my face.