A letter from May 15th, 2021

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, This is gonna be cringe, But I hope corona is over by then. It’s settled a lot in our country, but does it f*** us over and choose to have a quarantine. How’s dad and his gf? Don’t worry, I don’t hate her, she tries her best. I don’t wanna say her name on this cause it’s gonna be public, but either way, are they well? I’m writing this from a random YouTube letter - I’m making a few, I just hope I don’t rid of this gmail. - how’s school going, 15th of May 2022? Hope all the friends are treating you well, it’s been an easy start, but I doubt that’ll keep on forever. Let’s hope. I wrote a letter back in year 6 to my year 12 self, so I won’t make one for my year 12 self on here. I quite easily doubt myself, as you know, but if there really has been a relationship, what is it? Who with? Really, I don’t think I care too much about wanting to date, but just in case I change my mind. Are you getting out more? Going out on the weekend with your friends? Or keeping to yourself in your little haven of your room? I feel like crying for some reason. Maybe to do with the fastness of life? Maybe something otherwise. I wanna know how you look? Have you changed for beauty standard sakes? Your own health sakes? Or just are yourself, aka me, not too unhealthy. I really have no idea what will happen. Last year until about a little while before the end of the year, I didn’t realise I’d be leaving my old school. I love it, I wanted to since I was little. They were mean, they would pick on me sometimes. But then again, we were kinda close like a little family. It was so small. OH, have you made NEW friends yet again? Lost a few? I’m scared for that. It’ll be a year and a bit from when I met them. Part time job - did you get it or weasel out of it like the chicken we are. The uncomfortableness too much? When you are done reading this, I want you to sit outside, wherever that is, and just shut your eyes. It could be stressful, but in the end, It’ll turn out okay. Bye future me, because I have no more words to say

Epilogue

about 3 years later

I’m re-writing my reply. God year 11 got to me. When I read this I cried. But I’m out of school now (left after year 11) for 2 and a...

Hfla syaer. In jsob ditenffre eneb ev’i 3. Thmnso ofr 2 acrleidch raesy 2. Rupog ltef vreeofr rharet yuo wgor oyru mesa wno hnat sdik duyo’ rfate ookl up euoy’v eth in vhae ega cbauees sialdree owh rcmha. Ea,lydr yare hte lods hmte 52- uyo vleo. I edlov rpneast tdol y,ou hetm avnglie all me hetly’l aws sdai sism eth nhew yeht i onos. Owh a htiw svmoe ehva yuo yuo sheuoemta. Yuo uoy matenl es’h tays etrhweh fo ngcfieaft hsould eahv ert,ag no tdbuso tseta hsumtseoea ugotahhl sih yuo ecuas. ’hse (o,n oudsfo otn boiferdny a. As ese hsuc setb uyo hohlguat t’ndo gnona ouetaylbls idfe,rn imh a sa oyu eh rnvee ssee peh)npa. V th’tsa. ’sesh arteg. A rhe and ot ehs leov bf tisb has o!to !j.
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Eonryfbdi tub ahah bnee no vie’ sdeat a avhtne’ hda. 2 noyl huhgot edast. (we an os e)x tujs mih tpyret iafyclss ’ylluo vhae laespe rpntrea xe ps,aa ihm noso o’dtn ofr as vaele a ouy nto dogo an h’es ’she.
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Ehwn hrai rheu!ssldo ym ttlree otrwe lcoes a ev’i orhts efw isht to to !mtsie uoy my rsfti tcu. Nwo hetn ryuo ti dna cnek dreoclou an otu mslaot pu nwrog cu!t ywhafal epxii a ’ist tnhe fr-deexni. Utraanl looks norwb it then swa nda rde uryo ilsamir plurep ’its knyip pep,lru to asw nwo tath a dan it coelrdou istsre ti yruo. Tnew swa oyu caer flte dna cefa ihgnt it nad hiwt tiedr fun oh it lats ienc rcaamas oyu and i 3< ym i l!oko eath ubota rokw gaohlhut who to.
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Eshs <3 is h auedstsy to rifden tahdusyrs ym nad snoo ubh be wlli elvyl,o go new i youht. S emt i ohw h adn ’ahstt. .
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Tog,uhh rof ecsnaicv saw kile efiteiyndl tath ethor tis’ went reov ont tehn, vaisurrncoo ysaer now 🙄 teh yb anth utp bacedle no uot 23- vreo.
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Oot uory os s*s)ubmd uotaeshme naaig l’il nad it oyu oyu eh lepsea het don’t osgh !nertneti eitmgne eewr you of u!dmb liddem tdn’o laso or the the ppoele a!zcyr gthni eb off ’dotn atnw’s >(: aodrmn kyucl n(i od emte spla.
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Elvo ya oaky l’uylo <3 be. Pass ubt r’ouye will uoy onwk it litls dceasr.

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