Walking down a wet street after a heavy thunderstorm roam through town. The sun try to break free to spread it warm light up the earth, but with no success. As a continue walking I see an open envelope, laying on the wet pavement. My only thought is to ignore this envelope like every other envelope or piece of paper I see this pavement. For some strange reason I get a feeling down in my stomach that causes me to bend down. It was just one of those feeling that felt like if I had to vomit at the moment, but disappeared as my eyes glanced at the folded paper inside this envelope. This enveloped had succeeded in getting my attention. I reach over to grab the envelope and the paper. Taking the paper out and unfolding it, it was a letter, a very old letter from the date written on it. Reading the contents of this letter, I got the feeling this was written by a father expressing his feeling and thoughts he wanted to share with his baby born daughter. In my mind and heart I felt this father knew that he wouldn’t see his daughter grow and mature to a beautiful women. Maybe because he was being sent off to war or has an illness that would take his life soon. I felt what this father was feeling, trying to convey what every father would want to tell their daughter, about life, about the boys and men she would meant in her life, and about his faults not only as a husband to her mother, by as a person.
Day Five: Be Brief
Today’s Prompt: You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.
Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible.