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my picture. Without my knowledge tears escaped from my eyes. I sat on the chair as I looked at the books. I can feel her presence. I hugged the book and started crying. Suddenly my eyes fell on the box kept nearby. I took the box and opened it, there were letters!!! Was it for me? I opened the letters one by one. They were indeed for me. jenny's letter.!!! " John... It has been almost a week now... where are you? When will you come back? I don't know your address, So I will write letters till the day you come back. Please be safe.. and come back to me soon...

The first thing my eyes landed on as soon as I got the vision of my tiny room were those empty-coloured pieces of paper Nathalie gave me when we see each other in one of the malls in New York. And I've been using those pieces of paper in writing my letters to Nathalie since then. I slid my feet closer to the table and stared at those papers, empty bottles, and pens. Even have an unfinished letter for Nathalie. It has been days since I sent my last letter to the ocean. But it has been quite a while since I got a letter from Nathalie. And I miss her so badly. So, I rolled those coloured pieces of paper and put them in my pocket along with the pen. I don't need the bottles anymore since we'd be

She finally opened the envelope and read it line by line: My Beautiful Samara, As I woke up this morning, there was this feeling of inexplicable joy in my heart, and I knew at that moment that I needed to tell you how much I miss you, and can't wait to see you. Though we're hundred miles apart, it doesn't matter because you're always in my heart and very soon I will have you in my arms again. I can't wait to see your face, those beautiful eyes of yours attracts me the most. Forgive me, for I am not a writer, and may not know the best words to use. All I know is that I can't wait to see you, and I hope you feel the same.

Panic rises within me as I call out for the nurse, my voice edged with desperation. The nurse approaches with a sympathetic look and hands me a letter. I sit down on the very bed where Abby has spent countless days, her fragrance still lingering in the air, and my heart aches with an unsettling mixture of emotions. I unfold the letter with trembling hands, my eyes scanning each word as if searching for hidden meanings or clues. What I find is a heartfelt message, one that strikes deep into the core of my being. --- Michael, I hope this letter finds you well. I wanted to express my gratitude from the bottom of my heart for all the care and love you've showered upon me during these challenging

Johnson, Greetings to you! I am Barry, and to simply put here, I wrote this letter to you because, First I know you, not just know, but I know everything to you. I know you're curious why I seem to know you but the reason you're reading this letter because of your parents. Further explaining that, I want you to come to this adress. RJG Corp. Y street, saturday at 1:00 pm. I don't mean no harm. I just want to talk to you. Sincerely Yours,

I feel my heart sink with disappointment as I remember the time I so innocently gifted it to him saying ‘Whenever , you find yourself hurting or missing me – just hug her and you will feel better’…Those words feel like venom – like acid that burns my brain just for thinking it. I then scroll down , looking at the other pictures that was sent. My emotions numb when looking at them – I see a bunch of letters. In a glass jar , I look at the little notes neatly folded and packed inside. Each letter , each note contained a different message. I remember writing these to him for his birthday. I remember how I spent so much of time , making sure they were so neatly written that they were folded perf

I am infected so please come immediately because I am dying. We might be separated by distance but never ever by heart, the distance means nothing when you mean everything!When I pray I dont see God, but I know he listens As such, When I write you I dont see you, but I know you think of me and Smiles. We cannot meet nor see each other. And yet I love you more every day. Today i miss u Yesterday i missed u. Don't worry about tomorrow, i ll always miss u, and that is a promise. Miss U Forever. “

Dear Stephanie, You’re probably wondering why I am sending a note. I decided that I am not going to give up on you and I am going to send a note each day till you accept to be mine. You know, I remember the first time I met you. I wasn’t even sure if we could live together but now, it’s like I have found a soulmate in you. I miss you a lot around the house. Sometimes, I just stare at the front door in your room hoping you would come out of it. I miss your smile, the subtle way you laugh and the way you talk. I miss how you light up a whole place just by being in it. I miss how you sit in front of the tv, rewatching friends for the hundredth time. I miss you and I want you back. I never knew

"Dear Emily, We're so sorry we haven't been in touch. Things have been complicated, but we want you to know that we love you and miss you terribly. We're trying to find a way to bring you back to us, but until then, please stay safe and know that you're always in our thoughts. With all our love, Your brothers" Emily clutched the letter to her chest, her heart swelling with relief and joy. They hadn't forgotten her. They still cared. The sadness that had weighed her down for weeks began to lift, replaced by a renewed sense of hope.

Just remember that, Raisins. I sighed, rereading the paragraph. A love letter disguised as concern. Or maybe... concern wrapped in love. I looked further down the page. I miss you — badly. I miss your smile, your warm eyes, the way you smell, the comfort in your voice. I know it’s cheesy, but I miss everything about you, Raisins. I’m sending you a photo — something to keep you company. Please write me back. Send a photo too, if you can. It’ll keep me going... just seeing your face, even on paper.