Heartbreak in the Hallway: The Cruel Prank That Shattered a Dream

The day was bright and so was my smile as I got a letter from the most famous basketballer in my school. I grinned from ear to ear not knowing when to stop. I still couldn’t believe the fact that Kenny Davidson had written me a letter.

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I have had a crush on him ever since freshman year and he has never noticed. Getting a letter from him out of the blue now is like a dream come true.

I ripped the letter open and slowly read through the words in the school’s hallway.

Dear Maggie,
Hey, I know I am not good with words, and I am the type to delve straight into what best interests me. I have a lot of things to say to you, but I will make it as short as to fit in just the front page of this sheet. It's crazy how other guys are good at expressing themselves in words and writing. I'm neither good at doing any of it, but imma try my best.

You must have noticed I got easily bound to you despite sometimes I might be mean.

I looked up from the letter with a confused look as Kenny has never been mean to me. He just has never noticed me. I was almost convinced the letter was not for me but he particularly delivered it by saying he wrote it for me. So, I read on.

I get mean this minute, and the next minute, I'm about finding comfort in your embrace. I caught you off guard with our first kiss and the same with our second kiss. That's how I am; I love to get people off guard...haha!!

I feel so comfortable with you, even if we aren't close for me to be, and I feel there is more to this, which I know what it is.

“A kiss? We shared a kiss?” I asked myself as I looked around the hallway and went back to reading with a confused look.

Well, the point of all the blabbing is that Gracie, I want to be a better person for you and myself. You are the only one left who indirectly is on my side. You are the only comfort I find left in the world. Every good people around me are being taken away; you are the only one left for me. I'm sorry if I am not doing all this lovey-dovey thingy the right way, but this is the first time I feel something real for someone. You want to know how I know what I feel is real? Well, the answer is I did a lot to find out more about you. You wouldn't know, 'cause I was being so careful not to let any cat loose off its hold. I'm usually not the type to find out shit about people, but what I feel for you is real, and I give a fuck about you.

I want to be the only one that's going to make you want to smell good and look nice; Just for me alone.

I want to be there when you open your eyes in the morning and when you close them at night, till our college days and after.

Don't think this is a one-night thought; this has been on my mind for years. When I say years, I don't mean decades or something. You know, I don't want to leave some pint of lie or anything close to that in this heart-full letter. Well, when I say years, I mean like 1 or 2 or maybe 3 years.

I think I need to end this before I end of getting a full book ('cause I still have a lot to say, but I guess that'd just be for later)

Oh, yeah, before I forget. I would do anything in the world and the next to see the look on your face when you find out the letter is a prank and so is your entire life!
Haha
From Kenny.

As I read the last part, my hands dropped to my side as I could feel my heart beating fast out of pain and hurt. I rumpled the paper in my hand and a teardrop rolled down my left cheek.

“Dumbass!!” I heard. I slowly turned around with a defeated look on my face. I could see Kenny and his group standing at the other end of the hallway, walking towards me.

I stood still with my knees feeling weak and I could already feel myself falling to the ground but I didn't want to give them that satisfaction.

“You thought I’d actually write you a letter? You must be insane to think that!” They all laughed. “Here are your cookies!” he said as he dumped them all on me. They walked past me, shoving me to the ground.

I felt defeated, I felt embarrassed and above all, I felt pain in my chest.

“It was all a prank,” I said to myself as I allowed the tears to roll down my cheeks effortlessly.

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