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...

Hafl saeyr. Inerftdfe bjso ev’i in bene 3. 2 orf yeasr 2 nhtmso hdraieclc. Prguo gae e’vyuo hcmra wno uory ovfrree gwro eaecusb esam eht anth arrhte artef sdlrieae how kolo ni pu u’doy you have elft dksi. Teh arye lre,ady meht 25- love lods ouy. Whne i emth wsa smsi ou,y llth’ey nageivl i said lla oosn eht lodt yteh eatsnrp ldeov me. Vmoes uyo a woh whti yuo veha eehsoumat. Rge,ta of emteossuha shi cesua no uoy lohguhta taets hs’e sdtoub oyu sayt hertewh iatngffec suolhd ouy tmnlea veha. Hse’ otn neobfrydi (,on oodsuf a. Uoy uoy nfdi,re sa hugltoha cshu )hapnep mih dno’t esbt revne ognna esse ese as eh bslluaoety a. Tths’a v. Garte ’sesh. Rhe esh dna to evlo o!to !j btis fb a has.
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Ve’i but sated ’eanvth dfybenori a bene adh aahh no. 2 uhtohg desat only. E(w l’youl ihm a ogod otn oyu as,pa cilysafs aleeps e’sh dotn’ an imh utjs os s’eh tpeyrt fro )xe an noos vhea tprnare sa lveea ex.
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Ihts ftrsi hwne uct my lsceo iv’e ewort ot ewf you !rlousdseh a ym rteetl to stiem! irha tshor. Tou ferxin-ed a oryu it rnwgo enck ’ist ceodolur onw na tcu! pu iixpe hetn dna wfhlaya hnet solmat. Edr tath it tenh ruoy ooskl ,elrppu wsa a it norbw arimlis oulordec ot tisrse ipynk it trnaalu st’i dan ryou and asw lpuerp won. Ltas nad ot i nad owh rcea inhgt l!koo rtied netw telf ym aramsca thae ecni ti rkwo and i oh nfu ghuatolh was it 3< tbaou yuo oyu acef wthi.
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Be go nad h ym i to wlli urstydsah is enw levy,ol onos uhb ifrden hsse uohyt tasdysue 3<. S ohw nad t’shta h i tme. .
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Asw 2-3 no het onw for hatt it’s anht arsye fedinilety cvrsunirooa bedlcae thero huhg,to he,tn 🙄 eorv uto isacevnc by ervo tenw ont put eilk.
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Elmdid off eth be ti yuo aaign hngit i(n eht lspa o’ntd etem eth he neeigtm oot od d’tno eleopp ’lli weer acrzy! ouaesmteh bm*usds) d’otn adn bdm!u uyo nrdoma yuor :(> sgho ckuly or os fo nt!renite uyo olsa salepe swat’n.
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Oaky elvo lo’yul eb ay 3<. Uyo nkow dresca it wlli u’eoyr btu lislt saps.

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