I took a container out of the closet, intending to sort and organize and discard various items.
But, of course, I was immediately distracted by a couple folders of poetry, stories, and letters from when I was a teenager.
Egads!
Apparently I used to print two copies of my letters to my friend. One was for her and one served as my diary. We lived in different states after 7th grade, so wrote many, many, many letters. Here are some quotes.
"(Boy) is such a jerk! I like him so much! This morning I told him I had to go to the office with my note. He walked with me, but I thought the reason was that he had to go that way. I had forgotten my note in my locker, so I said I had to go back. I expected him to keep on going, but he turned around and went back with me. Then we ate breakfast together in the cafeteria. Scum. I like him so much!"
"Guys are really peculiar, you know? But as my principal said 'Women try so hard to figure out what men are thinking about and usually they aren't thinking anything'."
"Tonight there is a sports award banquet, but I'm not going. Tomorrow night I have a concert and there are music awards. I'll get a letter for drama and one for chamber singers. Then I'll have four letters. What am I supposed to do with them all? Show them off to my kids?"
"(Boy) wrote in my yearbook! He's so funny. He works at Chuck E. Cheese's! He dresses up as the mouse! Isn't that funny?"
"(Boy) and I bought two tapes. The Ramones and The Damned. And some #1 pencils!"
"I think I am closer to being in love than ever before. ONE MINOR DETAIL IS THAT HE HAPPENS TO HAVE A GIRLFRIEND NAMED (Girl). Shoot her."
"(Girl) and (Girl) are good friends so I figured I could handle (Girl) for the evening. It was difficult, but I am a mature, responsible adult and I can handle such inconveniences."
"(Girl)'s mother called last night from Leningrad. It was really confusing. (Girl) had already fallen asleep and she was hard to wake up! Meanwhile, her mother was yelling into the phone trying to figure out why it was taking so long to talk to her daughter! It worked out anyway, right? Yeah. I wonder what time she will wake up? I hope late. That would be very good. Da."
"It seemed so strange to me to have sausage with waffles, but my mom seemed set on it. Whatever."
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Here is a set of stories that one of my closest friends sent to me... As written. :)
A SHORT STORY
Once upon a time, in a far off kingdom, well, actually it wasn't a far off kingdom. But it was a place in northern Vermont, so that kind of counts too. Anyway, in this state of Vermont, there lived many people. But the sad part of it was that I know nothing about these people, so that is why I titled this story "A Short Story". THE END
AN EVEN SHORTER STORY
Once upon a time there was a city, and it was big, and a lot of people lived there, and there was this one particular person who lived there and her name was Hilary, and she was cool! THE END
A BEDTIME STORY
Once upon a time, there was a time of day when it was time to go to bed. This was called bedtime. And it was a tradition in some countries to make up stories to be put to sleep. But if the stories were so good, wouldn't the people want to stay awake so that they could hear what the end of the story was? The end!
THE FINAL STORY
Once upon a time there was this girl and she was writing stories to her friend so that her friend would think she was totally crazy. And they were really stupid stories that had nothing to do with anything, but the person who was writing them had nothing else to do so she thought that she would amuse her bestest friend in the whole world! The End
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