Before I begin, this is a remembrance to someone you don't know.
This is just a rememberance for Melinda, who died on the 29th April 2009. I have known her for as long as I remember, as she grew by me ever since I went to school. Sometimes I remember the maths races we used to have and the places we used to go. To be clear, I was not her boyfriend but someone who went to a program for anybody who's IQ was over 125. Getting off topic. Sorry. Anyway... I grew kind of...fond of her, not that kind of lusting love but that kind of fond love, one that grew every year.
So the next time I went to the program I didn't see her that day Or the day after that. Then after a week I was informed that she had died from a car crash.
I was absolutely shocked. I remember crying in the bathroom stalls, my friends oblivious to my emotional havoc. I was also remembering the times we went out (with the program) and we used to play word games that we wrote on each others skin. The thing that had stumped me all these years was what I thought you wrote as "imu". Girls giggled when you wrote it and I still have no idea what it means.
So, it's been two years Melinda and I don't now what has happened to me after you went away. I have (unfortunately) been closing myself up, only showing a mask of my inner turmoil and I really feel like you're the only one who can help me out of this. I hope you're having fun up there.
So Melinda, you have been gone for exactly two years now and I still love you. May you rest in peace.
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Bless your heart if you read to the end it actually means a lot to me. Also, I would really like to ask you what "imu" means. It's one of those word games where you write a word/s on the back of someones hand and you have to guess it... It was the last thing she wrote for me and she used to write that a lot, just to tease me.
Again, thanks for reading to the end.
This is just a rememberance for Melinda, who died on the 29th April 2009. I have known her for as long as I remember, as she grew by me ever since I went to school. Sometimes I remember the maths races we used to have and the places we used to go. To be clear, I was not her boyfriend but someone who went to a program for anybody who's IQ was over 125. Getting off topic. Sorry. Anyway... I grew kind of...fond of her, not that kind of lusting love but that kind of fond love, one that grew every year.
So the next time I went to the program I didn't see her that day Or the day after that. Then after a week I was informed that she had died from a car crash.
I was absolutely shocked. I remember crying in the bathroom stalls, my friends oblivious to my emotional havoc. I was also remembering the times we went out (with the program) and we used to play word games that we wrote on each others skin. The thing that had stumped me all these years was what I thought you wrote as "imu". Girls giggled when you wrote it and I still have no idea what it means.
So, it's been two years Melinda and I don't now what has happened to me after you went away. I have (unfortunately) been closing myself up, only showing a mask of my inner turmoil and I really feel like you're the only one who can help me out of this. I hope you're having fun up there.
So Melinda, you have been gone for exactly two years now and I still love you. May you rest in peace.
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Bless your heart if you read to the end it actually means a lot to me. Also, I would really like to ask you what "imu" means. It's one of those word games where you write a word/s on the back of someones hand and you have to guess it... It was the last thing she wrote for me and she used to write that a lot, just to tease me.
Again, thanks for reading to the end.
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