STORY OF A LETTER
STORY OF A LETTER It's just dawn outside and someone is in front of me with a pen in his hand. I am looking at that boy's face he is bright and tall with dark brown hair. He is a perfect depiction of an English boy trained hard with a masculine physique and an athletic body. He has a pen as I am saying and is about to write on me, somehow he is getting hesitated and he has already scratched few words. I can see clearly that he is nervous and is being impatient as if he is in a hurry. In a matter of few minutes he has rapidly written on me, it is giggling for me though but after he has written it and is holding me in front of him and his eyes are going numb. Then within no time he is rushing to a tent and has not even bothered to seal tight me and just left me on a desk. It is that officer who has nicely taped me and sealed it and posted a postal stamp on me. That officer called the boy "Williams, you sure that you want to send this, it has practically no need". He re...