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The paradox
#WritcoStoryPrompt4
The email he has received today is marked urgent. But it's from a friend who died two years ago.He knew it was a hoax, but opened it anyway.
"Dear john,
it's been 2 years since you wrote me. I don't know what's gotten into you.John, you promised me that you will be back before fall...
To be honest, I don't know what more to say to you.
I won't be disturbing you anymore. but...
why did you never write back,john? Never once for the 100s of letters I wrote to you. even your friends act like they don't know me.You know what's more scary... when our son asks about you. He's 7, John!!!. He reminds me of you.He even got your smile. I can't lie to him anymore. U know I can't.
Did you leave us?. Did you find someone?. Plz...john, write back once at least. It's ok, if u moved on. but I just wanna know if you are ok... if u r happy. &....as usual, Max asked me to tell that he loves his dad. Take care john.
yours lovingly,
cally
His first thought was that they got the wrong john. But back in days, he really did had a crush on her.Cally... It was like his dream come true in a weird way.
Even though he likes her, he couldn't ask her out back then as she was dating someone else and she looked really happy.So he didn't make a move but find solace in seeing her every day in class.
He couldn't sleep that night... at all. Twisting and turning in his bed he made it to the morning.
He felt a weight in his chest. He'd attended Cally's funeral.He was so sure.
It has to be a hoax ,he thought. His friends playing him.But he couldn't rest.
The very next day, he took train to visit her tombstone in town.On the way he felt like the dark clouds following him. He looked up .
The graveyard was calm even with the heavy rain. He walked carefully to avoid puddles. He felt warmth as he saw her tomb and didn't felt crazy anymore. Carefully placing the roses on the tombstone , he opened his mouth to talk. But no words came out. wiping his tears, he moved back to gaze the dead people in that graveyard. but he couldn't felt ground beneath him.
PLOP!!!!!!!!!!
With a shallow gasp ,he woke up frantically.it was 5am already. His usual time.He let out a sigh and moved on to his morning chores.
It was past 7 when he'd sat down to write .
He felt someones eyes on him. Then he saw that tiny blue eyes staring at him...that moved to his hand which was holding a pen.
"Daddy... will you tell mommy that I love her"
© cal
The email he has received today is marked urgent. But it's from a friend who died two years ago.He knew it was a hoax, but opened it anyway.
"Dear john,
it's been 2 years since you wrote me. I don't know what's gotten into you.John, you promised me that you will be back before fall...
To be honest, I don't know what more to say to you.
I won't be disturbing you anymore. but...
why did you never write back,john? Never once for the 100s of letters I wrote to you. even your friends act like they don't know me.You know what's more scary... when our son asks about you. He's 7, John!!!. He reminds me of you.He even got your smile. I can't lie to him anymore. U know I can't.
Did you leave us?. Did you find someone?. Plz...john, write back once at least. It's ok, if u moved on. but I just wanna know if you are ok... if u r happy. &....as usual, Max asked me to tell that he loves his dad. Take care john.
yours lovingly,
cally
His first thought was that they got the wrong john. But back in days, he really did had a crush on her.Cally... It was like his dream come true in a weird way.
Even though he likes her, he couldn't ask her out back then as she was dating someone else and she looked really happy.So he didn't make a move but find solace in seeing her every day in class.
He couldn't sleep that night... at all. Twisting and turning in his bed he made it to the morning.
He felt a weight in his chest. He'd attended Cally's funeral.He was so sure.
It has to be a hoax ,he thought. His friends playing him.But he couldn't rest.
The very next day, he took train to visit her tombstone in town.On the way he felt like the dark clouds following him. He looked up .
The graveyard was calm even with the heavy rain. He walked carefully to avoid puddles. He felt warmth as he saw her tomb and didn't felt crazy anymore. Carefully placing the roses on the tombstone , he opened his mouth to talk. But no words came out. wiping his tears, he moved back to gaze the dead people in that graveyard. but he couldn't felt ground beneath him.
PLOP!!!!!!!!!!
With a shallow gasp ,he woke up frantically.it was 5am already. His usual time.He let out a sigh and moved on to his morning chores.
It was past 7 when he'd sat down to write .
He felt someones eyes on him. Then he saw that tiny blue eyes staring at him...that moved to his hand which was holding a pen.
"Daddy... will you tell mommy that I love her"
© cal
