A letter from June 27th, 2018

Time Travelled — almost 3 years

Peaceful right?

Dear John, Today, I felt that I conceded a year of our life. I failed to pass the year for us. It is currently the "Exam du Rattrapage" week, but here I am writing this letter to you, instead of preparing for the exams that could give me a second chance. I tried, I tried and I tried. I think it was just so hard for me, given that I haven't mastered the French Language. As well us, that I haven't well adjusted to the life of living here. Sorry, I tried but my body is failing me, my soul is not feeling it. I lost all of the things that made me valuable and those that prove my existence. I lost my motivations in life and I felt alone. The young version of us dreamt so high. A very intelligent, imaginative and creative kid he is, but a fool to dream at the great heights. It would be easier for us if he'd known the reality of life earlier. I hope you remember cause I miss those late afternoon rain where we were looking blind to the pale greyish blue sky. Where cold rain droplets flow through my cheeks and my skin, our skin. I hope you still enjoy those. You know my story but I will never know yours. I'm sorry if I did something wrong in the future before you, and I hope that you've forgiven me that I put you in that situation that you're living today. I hope it wasn't that horrible, I hope you have way better than what I have today. I wrote this letter to remind you of me and to say that I am sorry that I failed. I hope that you were able to read this or I just hope that you're still alive because I'm afraid that in between us I made a terrible mistake that forsaken your existences. If ever you read this, I know that you're far way stronger than I am. I've been through a lot but today you've been through a lot more than I am. Be strong, be stronger and be strongest John that I never dream of. Sincerely yours, John 2018

Epilogue

about 2 months later

Dear John 2018,

I already received 3 letters that you have we have sent in the past. Reading these letters reminds me of the memories, emotions, and pains incrusted with...

It echa owrd ni. But em haev lebuebnara kbca nda it wdmiso fo ot uhtgortohu seteh evah teh nueryoj osadr i more,iesm i blosmper er,vuidsv ehrtar teh ddniee teka,n eth midner to kolo si oaprtimtn i ghdteare to. Em redehca ro hhgi to wbloe letl aehv egtra yaw orf i who raf a. .
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Si blseispoim aerrtnba it to thsi 'ist ot you, ofr gnokwin yrlep yuo to atth etiuq back adre. To swho ifle btu nhikt dcecdneo rodespn v'aneth 'sit rnttoampi ihwt adn itlsl ahtt bkac i ouy i. And stlli liignv nhitifgg eher im'. .
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Ppyah esaolhcr'b im' oru sdreege we nneoncua ogt htat to llyinaf. Daoyt eolppe fudwlrnoe tlsil that rgpnaeite ear iesfdnr mte we aetrf l1, with. Ualengga a reteach p-aritmet we digurn sa soal this kedorw etim,. Ot got yad, moer of l,fei all nsepd leeopp tish oru eht no het we l2, reotg,eht eshte ilcaso gnduri htta htat itas,acvno is fniayll entdiiv metnmo mte dan ew is,aeprt mtei shti aedhcgn zamiagn we rsuoce. Eemt nad haev unoiipeotrstp h,ngsit xecepnerei new eoppl,e fun yipceleals isth fro us nodepe erom ewn to. Ew eth etdcele tdsuent yeeccsevr-rita isaaitoosnc ogt fo sa het 3l, gundir dtpne'rastem. Dkni fo wnhe stlo the cbka we mveo we rtbhugo heer atht tish cincsodfnlefe-e. Itme sa nad is easrtdt nogongi has an we,ll idepicem istll dugnri taht. Meda ot crouage gigno hktni us tperaarg"ta u,s du stpo uor ro erya hte btu evidldata edcnsi,soi ecpmciltdoa eax"m uor nda ehrnkit wtotihu fro htat meda esudph the ti soesmitme stghin isht us cysssfulluce amde us to. .
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One rea msre,mu ta teh hda rynrlcuet edn ew etbs sha nca oen tbu ew i of eth fo ays nbee tsih. Fo owt tshi setrapi sa ot wlel dna sotdirncyue etroh nuhcb ,seurmm we idtivne pisrtae a otg. Ew omfr heom 7 a ontuciuosn from jtus soeh,nt meac fnefdetri rcetyenl gtparniy day to be ocntisalo. Ttha neo hsa tonw' btu yegnvrtihe sith i ned, wsih. .
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Lgbimeu edsn eheacgnx sa vahe 2 lislt eskew a fbeore felt na rof flte ew ruesmm we esdnttsu and eyra orf obfeer. Atrts, ngvoim 'tsi be a,elon 'mi oint new lonea yellra wnkunon a taorenh ongan. Wya elfi ,hey su a to siesprru ubt sah. Us a rtega het rnioesv e,ar be isth we nad ot how aelrn awy is for fo bets uoy aslo. Dan be ew onang ift okcsh ew ewhn slhsity nrrtue ear fa, c,kab we hemt onnga. .
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Be to 'im ubt fi it vgihna away ecyernlt aniag ehno,ts idae a obudts to go tgare si. Nda em ayhpp em tniegem ,leovd rteaf o,epepl atht elfe amed edma ttha htees. Ym shtce lwli em i 'eesrht ni ehmt isms evayh hatt inellgt shit elinegf. Are crdpeoe ingd,es ubt nda to i etdoalh stum i ea,evl cstotarcn. Pheo we that astccont mniaer od all dan het atht ew can atssl, si firnpeshid. Meka enuiocnt tpa,seri hwen lislt nca rulnoefwd honipg eomesimr og cabk a the ianag in i we eyar,. .
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Eha'tnv onh,j so oyu idfael dear. Yda by we owngr dcesdceu! yda uoy vaeh rrtengos. .
Im' nda ni r,elsoyfu 'oluyl qenorcu sure ifle ttrsu. .
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Ysrou, alphyip.
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2210 njho.

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