Dear CoolArya,
You know the feeling when you are going to school on a normal average day. Life is filled with maaanyyy possibilities and then, suddenly a devil named Corona Virus comes and hacks you off from your real life, throws you in a cranky digital world. And that not for a week or a month butttt, for an year or plus. Now seriously who the devil would do that? No sympathy? Well yes, of course because the situation got even worse when you thought nothing could be much more.
I never knew I'd change my school. Get shifted. Not to a different town or state. But a different continent! Imagine what god did. Now I can't even see my beloveds digitally or hear their voice. Worse, can't text them that I changed schools! Or changed situations, better. Ow mai gawd! I do admit I was a bit distracted by online classes but at a price of changing schools? Oof! Arya, see how much troubled was your past! Now all I have left is my 7th beloved memos in my head, those crazy daydreams which I'll soon forget even if I don't want to, and crazy baby moods. I'm soo moody I gotta admit. Why the heck I'm so angry? I just burst out. I won't say sorry, mind me. Well, I seriously sometimes wish to forget my memories even if I don't want to. Loss of love. Crazy!
Do something sis. And enjoy your first day of year 10. It's gonna be hard but good vibes.
Epilogue
about 11 hours laterAw, poor...
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