Letter Stories

Dear Friends, That's how contrary I am. One day I say I can't stop writing and then I write nothing for two weeks. In my defence, I have been away, and whilst away, I had little connectivity. It is hard to believe, I know, but there are parts of the world not yet afflicted by wi-fi, by 3G, never mind 4G, and some of them exist on my beautiful green and sceptered isle. And so, with no prospect of feedback or adulation, the...

I checked my email everyday for three days and on the third day is when I got a response. ******Little One,It was happy to see you sent me a response back. In such detail as well. What do you mean I wouldn't be able to find you? Are you doubting my ability to have found you? You found me didn't you? Alright then! Getting back on track here. What do you mean you joined the carnival? I didn't think you were that type of gir...

4 weeks have gone by and I still haven't heard anything from you. Just for the heck of it I check my email that we used to use for communication, wondering if you by chance remembered what it was."You have a new message" pops up across my screen. My heart starts to pound in anticipation. I click open and the message appears across the screen.********Little one,It indeed has been a long time since I have heard from you, bu...

It has been 9 years since we last had contact and I am finally writing the letter. I have been throwing the idea in the air for a year now of whether or not to do so since our last conversation was awkward and unfinished. I have been wanting to explain to you why I did what I did and wanted to apologize for the hurt I caused you. I reread the letter one last time to make sure everything I want to say is said.**********Sir...

This is a work of fiction... I turned the envelope over and over in my hand. Should I open it? I re-read the writing in the front of the envelope. "To Susie Mason. I'm Waiting." The letter I had been waiting for. I put my nerves aside and slowly peeled the envelop open. The smell of lavender wafted out of it, almost making my eyes water. Cautiously I opened out the letter. The writing was scrolled and difficult to read bu...

Letter to Jenna I got home from work very late last night, and used my key to quietlyopen the door to your apartment in L.A. When I entered the room, my heartlightened as I was greeted by the fresh, clean scent of your perfume. Ipulled off my shoes and left them by the door so as not to disturb you. I smiled when I heard the familiar clicking of the keyboard, and I knewthat you were still awake. I walked up behind you, ad...