Dear SFAF,
I am retiring from writing. It has been fun and bạn guys enjoyed what I write, but my imagination seems to run low. I have no thêm ideas to put into stories. Another reason I have to stop is because I am soon to get a job (it's my first job) and I am waiting to get a call back. Soon as I get it, I'd be working on the weekends and I wouldn't have the time to write.
I enjoyed nghề viết văn for bạn guys and I tình yêu hearing what bạn guys say about them. It breaks my tim, trái tim to tell bạn this. But it has been đã đưa ý kiến and done. I am keeping my trước đó stories up so bạn guys can still enjoy them because they are my last ones.
With school, sports, các câu lạc bộ and a soon-to-be job, I just don't have the time. I will miss it. bạn guys will probably protest but I will have to stop bạn there. I will probably write when I have free time, which I have to plan because of my tight schedule. I hope bạn guys will understand this. I don't like disappointing bạn guys. Just enjoy what I have previously written. I am actually crying as I am typing this.
Love,
Kaitlyn
P.S If any of bạn guys live in Maryland and so happen to be in Harford County, I applied to Regal Cinemas in Bel Air. So bạn might get a chance to see me.
P.P.S I am going through a Phantom of the Opera stage, so don't mind the pictures of a heart-broken Erik. Sorry about that.
I am retiring from writing. It has been fun and bạn guys enjoyed what I write, but my imagination seems to run low. I have no thêm ideas to put into stories. Another reason I have to stop is because I am soon to get a job (it's my first job) and I am waiting to get a call back. Soon as I get it, I'd be working on the weekends and I wouldn't have the time to write.
I enjoyed nghề viết văn for bạn guys and I tình yêu hearing what bạn guys say about them. It breaks my tim, trái tim to tell bạn this. But it has been đã đưa ý kiến and done. I am keeping my trước đó stories up so bạn guys can still enjoy them because they are my last ones.
With school, sports, các câu lạc bộ and a soon-to-be job, I just don't have the time. I will miss it. bạn guys will probably protest but I will have to stop bạn there. I will probably write when I have free time, which I have to plan because of my tight schedule. I hope bạn guys will understand this. I don't like disappointing bạn guys. Just enjoy what I have previously written. I am actually crying as I am typing this.
Love,
Kaitlyn
P.S If any of bạn guys live in Maryland and so happen to be in Harford County, I applied to Regal Cinemas in Bel Air. So bạn might get a chance to see me.
P.P.S I am going through a Phantom of the Opera stage, so don't mind the pictures of a heart-broken Erik. Sorry about that.
80 Years Later
Sirius and Lily Black looked down at the tombstones. “Very funny how life works, guys.” He said, smiling a little. “Hated each other, worst enemies… what made bạn change?”
Lily sighed. “You were good men. No, great.”
Sirius looked her over, and then hugged her. “I can still hear bạn two, coming over at our bữa tối, bữa ăn tối table… bickering a little, yeah, but mostly talking and having fun.”
Lily bowed her head. “They both loved me, didn’t they?”
“Maybe.”
A little farther away Henry, Thomas, Jacob and Rose were playing together. The Blacks loved their grandchildren with all their heart, and loved their merry feet as they zigzagged across the tombstones, racing.
The leap of faith was over for them.
All was well at last.
Sirius and Lily Black looked down at the tombstones. “Very funny how life works, guys.” He said, smiling a little. “Hated each other, worst enemies… what made bạn change?”
Lily sighed. “You were good men. No, great.”
Sirius looked her over, and then hugged her. “I can still hear bạn two, coming over at our bữa tối, bữa ăn tối table… bickering a little, yeah, but mostly talking and having fun.”
Lily bowed her head. “They both loved me, didn’t they?”
“Maybe.”
A little farther away Henry, Thomas, Jacob and Rose were playing together. The Blacks loved their grandchildren with all their heart, and loved their merry feet as they zigzagged across the tombstones, racing.
The leap of faith was over for them.
All was well at last.