The girl I wrote maybe a hundred letters

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Everyone has that special talent that makes them stand out from the crowd. When I was little I believed that dancing, singing and drawing were the only things that made a person special. So I was bummed when I realized I couldn't dance, I sounded like I swallowed a frog when I sang and my drawings?, awful is a kind way to put it.

The one thing I got was something I didn't think I wanted. I knew how to digest information about school related stuff. I loved Mathematics in particular.
Primary school was really easy, before I knew it my teachers were advicing my parents to allow me skip two grades and go straight to secondary school.

I lived in a vortex back then, surrounded by thesame people who went to thesame school. I took the exam, passed and my nine year old self was off to secondary school.
My first day was so scary. The people I called Seniors few months ago were my classmates now.

I remember sitting down quietly in the seat I was assigned to. Everyone else knew each other. They were laughing and talking.
Then she appeared out of where ever it was she came from. We went to thesame primary school but I had never for once spoken to her.
Fathia smiled at me, took my hand, dragged me out of my seat and started introducing me to everyone.

Turns out my new classmates knew who I was not like I was popular or anything but because my big brother was well known when he was in Primary School.
Fast forward time, we are best friends. There was a time we said we wouldn't participate in the Inter house sport if we were not placed in thesame house. We ended up getting our wish, we were in yellow house together which came last but at least we came last together.

A year later, she broke my heart with the saddest news. She was changing schools. I had made a lot of friends by then but it wasn't going to be thesame without her.
When she left I missed her like crazy. Who was I going to take over the world with now?.

Fathia would always find a way I realized. We didn't have the privilege that came with having a phone back then so she improvised.
I got my first letter two weeks after resumption. Someone had recently transferred to her school who had a sibling that was still in my school.
The details of the first letter is blurry in my brain but I kept one important detail. She asked if Timilehin liked anyone one else now?.

We started exchanging letters. The words became too much for single pieces of paper. So I took a book from home. One book became two, then three, after that I lost count.
A year and six months later, I moved away. I couldn't write to her anymore. Then came the perks of technology and social media. Eventually, distance took its toll on us both. We drifted apart and I lost her contact.

In my recent years, I've asked around. No one seems to know where she is right now. I guess she disappeared thesame way she appeared to me on my first day.
If I ever got to talk or see her again, I would hug her real tight and tell her something I never got to.
" Thank you"
And if she asks what for, I would say, " For just being you".

I used to wish I could sing, dance and draw. Who am I kidding, I still wish for that even now. But most of all, I wish I never left Fathia then maybe this story would have been titled,"The girl I wrote a thousand letters.



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I love, love this sweet story, Fathia would be blown away if she could read it. It’s sad when we lose contact with people who’ve made a difference in our lives, isn’t it?

One question, who or what is

Timilehin ?

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Yes it really is. I still ask about her every now and then and I hope one day I'll see her again and we can laugh about the silly things we did when we were little.

I laughed when I saw the question at the end, Timilehin is a person😂.He's the boy she had the biggest crush on back then.

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@dianelson this is a wonderful piece of writing - it’s heartfelt, evocative, insightful. We feel the joy you found in this girl’s friendship and the pain you experienced when you could no longer communicate. There are some really stirring lines :

We started exchanging letters. The words became too much for single pieces of paper. So I took a book from home. One book became two, then three, after that I lost count.

You make our hearts bleed because we dearly wish you’d been able to write a thousand letters to your friend and been able to conquer the world together.

Nicely done!

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We're still living. I don't know what the future holds so maybe I'll get a chance to write to her again and then we will conquer the world together.

Thank you and I won't fail to engage with other writers on the community 😊😊

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What a sweet and evocative story. Fathia must be a special person. It is so nice but sad at the same time when we remember those special friendships that were lost in time.
But, who knows... maybe one day your paths will cross again. Let's hope so.

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That's all I can do. Hope. Thank you for reading 😊

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Fathia helped you unlock a treasure in you, writing.

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You know I never thought about it like that. I have never thought back to the moment I started writing but you're right, she was the start of it all and for that I'll be forever grateful. Thank you for stopping by😚.

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Oh and thank you for helping me realize that 😂😁

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Don't you think it's possible to get to via social media. Even though she's not using her real name, they're ways you could use to get to her. Example is tracing her through someone that knows her...

Bro, abeg go and do that now and write part two of the this story 😁

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The tracing part I've been doing, asking people that we were both acquainted to and through social media but I've gotten nothing.

And as for the second part of the story, if I do write it, I'll make sure I hide it from you specifically because you called me "bro"😂😂.
But thank you for reading and thank you for making me laugh. I really needed that.

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Wonderful story, you a becoming better with every post you make, I can't wait to see what you write next.

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Maybe I'll write a story about you next... Just saying 😁🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

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It's good to know someone has started writing again. This is a beautiful story filled with emotions, I'm hoping for a second part if there's any

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The stuff I'm supposed to be good at, "the school related stuff", it's taking it's toll on me. I really missed writing and I'm really glad I wrote this piece

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Fathia was an amazing friend. I wish you guys didn't lose contact. Maybe, if you don't lose faith you might get to see her again. Fate has a way of repeating history. Fate might bring her back to you.

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You are right, she was truly an amazing friend. I'm imagining it already.. That epic moment we see each other again.
I have hope that we will and I'm holding unto that.
Thanks for stopping by.

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you had an amazing friend, maybe one day, you'd meet her again.

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Writing is sure one of your talents. You got a lot of practice with those letters. I also love maths and actually I love dancing too and I think I’m quite good at it. I believe everyone can learn with the right direction 🥰

You must have been very smart to skip 2 years. I really hope one day your friend will show up out of nowhere again 💙

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That's a beautiful story with a sad ending. I hope you can meet her soon. Maybe at a reunion at your school or something like that.

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This is a sweet and beautiful story, @dianelson. Those early friendships stick with us over the years, and their impact is so long-lasting. Sometimes I search Facebook and LinkedIn for long-lost friends. And sometimes I find them!

Tip: Have you read our article in The Ink Well catalog of fiction writing tips titled Help for the Grammatically Challenged? It provides important tips on how to use Google Docs to draft your stories. It will point out errors that need to be fixed, and you can fix them by clicking on them. It's a great resource! For example, here's a screenshot of some of your text when pasted into Google docs. You can see where the tool will provide suggested edits, like changing "thesame" to "the same."

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Good luck and keep writing!

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