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Dear future me.
The current date and time is 11:45 am, 5/11/20. Its day I don’t know how long, in quarantine, out of school, and at home. So far, for me, it’s been going rather swimmingly, I’ve only had a couple of assignments that I’ve accidentally submitted late. Strange though, that through all this, disease and disaster that the things I‘ve been stressed about are school related. I’ve been trying to break that habit, of being stressed over the little things, but so far 2020 has made that a tad bit harder for me. I’m tired of being lonely, and I miss my friends, and teachers. One thing I do like about this online schooling, is that it’s much easier to learn. I have the highest grades I’ve had in two or three years. I now own my drama club’s meme page now too, so that’s fun. I think what hurts the most about this entire quarantine, is that most of my friends are seniors. Which means I can’t say goodbye to them in person before they leave off to college in various states. I’m worried for my family, and my grandparents, and great grandmother. I’m worried for my uncle, who helps lead the covid unit in the central Florida hospitals. I’m worried for my young cousins, who are now in Missouri. It’s strange, the year everyone had an awakening to get their lives together, and help the world, the world says “No,” and stats to fix itself with a pandemic. Although, other than the millions of people getting sick and/or dying, there’s a strange beauty in all of this. In China you can finally see blue sky, the waters are clear in Venice, you can see the mountains in Washington. Animals are returning to their habitats as the ecosystems grow back. The world’s largest hole in the ozone layer is sealing, and is in the best condition that it’s been in in the past seventy five years. As for my feelings, I feel pretty alone. I know, we have WebEx, and Zoom, and Social media, and Skype, but its just not the same. Maybe it is just me. But I miss hugging my friends. I miss my family. I miss school. It’s a strange, yet beautiful time…. You know?
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