We didn't see each other again, after I received that previous letter. I longed for another. But the postman didn't seem to arrive with one, neither did I hear the doorbell recently.

I heard the ring of a bicycle. I looked outside the window and it was finally the postman. Even before he could ring the bell, I opened the door.

"Sir he--"

"Thankyouverymuch!" I quickly said, and slammed the door, with the letter in my hand. I threw myself on the couch and opened the letter.

"Hey. How does it feel before one dies? I've seen people crying and talking about how they spent their time with their loved once. Must me sad, right? Thank God I don't have anyone to leave behind."

This one as well made me feel uneasy and quite strange. I mean, she jut wrote to me about death, out of nowhere. How's she feeling? Is she emotionally down? She even never told me her name, or address that I'd see her when I wanted to.

Is she alright?

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Heather Atonal: Hii guyss!! SO what do you guys think, why did this girl suddenly write about death in her letter?Byee

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