Sequel: Different Perspectives ›
Yours Truly
Not Now
Laura's letter was done and so was Danielle's. Mark's was completed also. Jenny heavily sighed as she laid her head on her light wooden desk. For the time being those people were only ones she wanted to write too.
She wondered if Laura missed as her friend. All the memories they shared shouldn't just be thrown away like they weren't important. She wondered if Mark ever thought of her still. She lifted her head from the desk and gazed over at the letters. Her tidy joined writing wrote in black, blue lines and of course white sheets made up the letters.
"I can't do it, not now" she admitted aloud. She threw the sheets in a nearby drawer. "Another day" she said. With that she started to cry.
She wondered if Laura missed as her friend. All the memories they shared shouldn't just be thrown away like they weren't important. She wondered if Mark ever thought of her still. She lifted her head from the desk and gazed over at the letters. Her tidy joined writing wrote in black, blue lines and of course white sheets made up the letters.
"I can't do it, not now" she admitted aloud. She threw the sheets in a nearby drawer. "Another day" she said. With that she started to cry.