Letters To Lea

BEFORE

“What are you doing?” Someone shouted at me.

I am at the bridge and planning to end my life but someone grabbed me and we both fell into the ground.

“What's wrong with you?!” She shouted at me. I sat down and hug myself and cried.

“Hey, hush. . . a-are you okay?” She hushed me and caressed my back.

“My. . ." I sobbed. She hugged me tight.

“My parents. . . they said I am useless,” I mumbled.

She shove his hand on my back and hummed.

I looked at her, she was still a kid like me. Maybe our age was closed. I am seven years old.

Then I stopped crying, she held my hand and we walked towards home. She gave me an assuring smile, telling me it will going to be okay.

We goes on a candy shop, she buyed some lollipop and hand me some. The shop has a television and they were watching a cartoon, so I and the kid stayed there for a while. And I am fine now.

We decided to go home, and I never seen her again right after that day.

Kyrios Colfer Gray