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Day 3: ParentsDear Penny,
I do not really have much to say in this letter that I have not already said. Really, the only thing I can think of saying is too repetitive, so I think that I will simply repeat what I told you on Mother's Day: I love you. I know the difference between my mother and my mom, and though we're not related by blood, you are my mom. Thank you for everything that you've done for me, you never had to do any of it.
Really, I do not know what to say to you. I love you, and you are amazing. You may not always know what to do with me, but you love me, and that is enough. I am not always the easiest to be around, and we often go head to head, but know that no matter what I may say, at the end of the day, I will always need you in my life. You are my Daddy, and I do not know what I would do without you.
This will most likely be the hardest letter that I will ever have to write. You are my mother, but you are not
Day 2: CrushDear Eric,
There is so much that I'd like to say, that I simply do not know where or how to begin. However, bearing in mind our last one-on-one conversation, I suppose the most appropriate way to begin this is with an apology.
I am sorry. I am truly sorry for everything. I was hurt and upset, and I lashed out at you. You didn't deserve that. You had every right to feel slandered, as I was unfair with my words. I know that this can not reverse what I said, but, short of going back in time to un-say them, this is the best I can do. I do not expect you to forgive me for that, so do not feel obliged to say that you do. Personally, I do not know if I could forgive a person who said all of that to me.
With that said, I'll now move on to other things. I suppose this is a tad redundant, what with the fact that we do still speak, however I'd still like to say that no, I do not wish for us to ignore each other, and for you to simply not talk to me. What I said about hoping our teac
Day 1: Best FriendDear Morgan, Elleinad, Jeni-Moon-L2, and Eric,
I consider all of you my best friends, though you may not all know it.
There is too much to say to you all individually, and you will not all get to see this, so I will keep this short: Thank you. Thank you for all being an amazing friend to me. You are all very dear to me, and losing any of you would be... Indescribably hard to bear. So, I hope that that will never happen.
I hope that I have been as good a friend to you as you have all been to me.
Sincerely, Luthien Surion
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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