Writing 101 day 14 (adult themes, reader discretion advised)

Dear Meredith,

It’s been so long since I have seen you. How was your tour of duty? I hate to tell you this, sense you have been so far away for so long, but I don’t know how else to do.

We went to the park, just the two of us. Our hands interlace as the birds were singing and the sun setting. We just were sitting down when they came to talk with us.

My ears were ringing as I woke up, soaked in blood. Some mine, most of it his. They knew him from the high school, they used to play football with him when they were younger. The slurs they through still rang out in my head as I tried to see your son. I love him, and I grabbed his hands and asked him to speak with me. He held tight. He mouthed the words “I love…” then he let’s go of my hands.

I’m so sorry, Meredith. I didn’t mean to sneak behind your back, but you wouldn’t let us see each other. I didn’t mean for it to end this way. But by the time you read this the one who ended the life of the only family you have left will be gone as well.

I’m sorry again. I just, I just wanted you to know that I loved him. I loved him like you do. I’m sorry.

 

Richard.  

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8 thoughts on “Writing 101 day 14 (adult themes, reader discretion advised)

      • Okay, so, I did rush it a little so it might be typos and things as well. Or it may not make sense. Either way, hopefully this will clear the air.

        I picked up a book and turned to page 29, and there was no word that really stood out to me. I guess that’s problem number one. So, I cheated. I found a sentence that stuck out instead.

        “Then he let’s go of my hand.”

        That’s the line I use. The story? A woman, named Meredith, was a head nurse in the Korean war. A little bit older, she has a teenage son. A son who was seeing his childhood friend. She found out about their relationship and was furious. She forbade The two to see each other.

        When she left for the war effort, they saw each other. Richard was tired of seeing Meredith’s son in private. The went to the park to have a public date. They got jumped, and beat up. Meredith’s son was killed, and Richard held his hand while he was dying, and then when the other boy died he “let go.”

        A passerby saw the blood and left to get to the nearest phone, no cell phones in this era, and it took a while to get help. Richard, having less severe injuries, lived. But was still in shock/traumatized when he wrote the letter. Part of it was the death of his love, and the other because being honest to Meredith could have a variety of consequences.

        The post doesn’t really make sense without that back story, does it? Oh well. I did kind of rush it so I didn’t expect it to be perfect. I need to proof my work better! I hope that clears things up though.

      • Oh no, not at all! I am generally confusing XD It’s why I tried to do the challenge, to be less so.

        I read it again myself and it was confusing to me XD so no harm, no fowl.

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