my letters

hello I am a young british girl

[itssrlove]

As I lay in this dark room, in a sullen bed, whimpering in complete hurt, I close my eyes. It comes in a flood. The memories of laughter, passion, lust — and love. You sitting on my bed for the first time, not knowing where to sit. Throwing the whole checker board away because I lost another round against you. Laughing at my desk because you drew outside the line with the markers we found. Gasping at another drama as we watch our show on the projector. You holding me tight against my covers as we kiss passionately for the time. One room full of stories, within a second, flashes by and my eyes are open again.

[itssrlove]

Letter 1- Leaving Home

Dear Penelope,

   This is it. I’m going and I’m going to go live my life. I’m taking your words and leaving this boring filled town. You were right, I do need to live my life and find my happiness... and I will. I’m headed to London. I know, I know. “Why go from country side Texas girl to new born Londoner?”, you might ask, but I’ve always wanted to live the simple London life since studying about it in my world geography class my freshman year. So “why not” is the question. I got a plane ticket to London and I’ll be out of this crusty old town in a jiff. Thanks again for the wise words and inspiration. Talk to you soon.

- S

[itssrlove]

A Start.

Dear Reader, 

   Hello and good day. I go by the name S. Follow me on my journey through the life of a traveler, a seeker of adventure, a friend and foe, and so much more that’s harder to describe. By following me through this journey, you would be reading letters in and out of this venture from friends, foes, allies, and strangers with a twist. 

   Have a wonderful day and let us begin.

- S