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'Anada is cat-friendly..o*`
I crept up the wooden staircase. Each step caused a loud creek that
could wake the dead. The mist of dust and the smell of old wood and mold
filled the air. The only light was the tiny square foot window at the end
of the room. The ceiling of the attic slanted downwards, making it hard to
maneuver through. I scanned the area when the cool feeling left me as the
clouds outside moved. The shadows shifted as the warm sun came through the
window. Again I looked and found it. Near the very back and in the corner,
wedged under the ceiling, was a small chest. Like the shadows that shifted,
I quickly ran to it. I whipped out a small hammer from my pocket and took
care of the lock. I craned my head around once more before caressing and
opening the chest.
Inside were plethoras of letters. A light aroma of worn perfume lay
inside as well. I quickly reached for the top one. On it, small hearts
were drawn about it. The seal of the envelope had already been opened, so I
reached in to grab the letter.
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My Dearest Abigail,
I miss you so much. Today we started basic training. It was rough,
but you know I'll always come through. As you know, I'm not just protecting
my country, I'm protecting you as well.
I miss you. So how's your garden? The weather? Is my mother still
in a fit over me leaving? If so, just tell her that I love her and nothing
can possibly happen. Tell her I'm still her little trooper. Also please
tell father I hope he's proud. Also tell him that I had flag duty tonight
so I'll bring him home one.
I miss you. I still have that night in my head, even though it was
weeks ago. I just wish I was still holding your hand and kissing your lips
right now.
Love,
Davey
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
PS, did I say I missed you?
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I smiled and placed the letter beside the chest. I reached downwards
and pulled out another letter towards the bottom. It was too decorated and
preopened. I quickly pulled out the letter.
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My Lovely Abigail,
Inside this letter is a flower. I told you that I would run the
world to bring you all of the most magnificent flowers. Well here's a
start.
So mother is still mad at me then. Well please comfort her. Also I
don't want you to tell her we're moving out tomorrow. It would scare her to
death. Don't tell my father either. He may be proud of me put he may tell
mother.
I still miss you. The curves of your face. Those pale eyes. Those
wide all seeing pupils. Your lovely face. I miss your sweet voice and
those tender lips from which it comes. It makes me wish I wasn't so scared
of losing you if I don't make it. I can just see your face right now.
Love,
Davey
xoxoxoxoxoxox
PS Don't mention that last part too mother either
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I placed this letter on top of the other. I reached in once more to
find the last letter. Though it was opened, I was surprised to find no
heart sketches. Even the address was typed on to the envelope. I looked
inside to find the sorrowful letter.
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To the family of David Burns:
We are sorry to inform you that your son has been killed. He died
valiantly in action, trying to save his fellow members of his company.
Unfortunately a stray bullet laid him to rest. Because of his efforts we
shall miss him. He shall always be remembered.
Sincerely,
Lieutenant Gray
PS: His last words were a request. David wanted to tell you, Mrs. Burns,
that he is okay. He is in a better place. And Abigail, he's sorry.
He loves you.
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