Writing101 Challenge – Person(alities)

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Today I’m supposed to describe someone I’ve met in the past year, whose path intersected mine. Well, I had someone in mind from the first seconds I saw the assignment, but after other few seconds, I’ve decided I’d rather not write about that person. Why? Well, read this post here and perhaps you’ll understand the reason… Instead I’m going to write about something else. Different personalities that I recently met.

First I met the “self-sufficient” girl. She didn’t have anyone in particular in her life, but she didn’t have to. She was happy and others were happy around her. She wore glasses and she didn’t mind, she dressed as she wanted to, and others’ opinions didn’t matter to her. She preferred staying home and revising instead of getting drunk in a pub somewhere. She had boy friends but no boyfriend, and she didn’t seem bothered about this; she never cried, or at least she was laughing much more often than she was crying. She was free…

Then I met a dreamer. She wanted love, without knowing what that means. She wanted to fall, hoping that this way she’d feel alive. She sometimes wore contact lenses and make-up, trying to look different, trying to impress who knows who, trying everything without knowing what to do. She was laughing and talking to the guys, always aware of how she moved, what she said, what she looked like. But she didn’t know what to do. She was just dreaming…

Then I met one “half”. Deep in love, with the whole world surrounding around that one person. She didn’t care too much about the others, cause she lived in her perfect world. With a smile on her face and always dressed pretty, she believed in second chances and was really optimistic. She was happy to have all her happiness depending on one person only, and she didn’t care about that. She was flying above the others, above the ordinary things. Floating on a cloud, I’d say.

Then I met the lost girl. She didn’t care about anything that happened around her, she had a lost look in her eyes, eyes that have been washed with so many tears. She was skinny and the clothes didn’t fit her any more and her hair was a mess, but she didn’t mind it. She enjoyed being alone and she thought too much. She rarely laughed, and even more rarely tried to make other laugh. She was sad… And it was even sadder to see her like that.

Then I met Violet. Violet seems an interesting girl, as you can see from her short description presented in my first post, here. Violet is challenging herself to stay in the middle. In the middle of what? Of everything, I guess… She cries, she laughs, she stays with her friends but also enjoys being alone, she’s putting everything in balance and tries to keep things that way. It’s hard, I’d say. Almost impossible not to fall on one side or another. But who am I to judge?

And now I meet my own eyes in the mirror, and I wonder who I’ll be next.

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Writing101 Challenge – The Letter

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Should I open this envelope¬†with no name on it? Cause my address is here… Maybe I can find a clue inside about who it is addressed to. Let’s see.

Hopefully it’s the right time now… I’m glad you’re fine and everything is settled now in your life cause, as you know, things aren’t too good here… Congrats for everything that you’ve done – see, it wasn’t as hard as I’ve imagined, right?!! It was good that you kept going without looking back. I’m as proud of you as you are of me.

And I remember… The point of the pen touching the paper, the intense feeling of wanting to believe in those words when the second exclamation mark was brutally added… A sigh of sadness but, above all, hope.

I skip the rest of the message. I know it’s not for me, I know who it is for. I know the last line says

You from the past

and I remember my voice… “Could you send this at this address, on this date please?”

I seal the envelope back and put it somewhere safe. I know it will stay there until the rightful owner is ready for it. Cause it’s not for me. It’s for a future me. I can’t read the dialogue between me from the past and me from the future. Because I’m living in another dimension, in the wrong moment, in the present. I’ll just wait here…

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