The story happened more than 10 years ago, but it still makes me feel very tormented. My family was tough in the past; every food and dress was brought up by my parents as entirely as any other child. Sometimes, I can’t resist being jealous of my wealthy friends or those who look good.
I got acquainted with a charming female letter name in the classroom and talked very well, so we got closer. Every time my school breaks, I and my letter pass each other on the Trail home, telling each other all sorts of things in heaven and Earth.
Everything was fine until one day, the person I had secretly liked for years confessed to the letter. Even though the letter refused bluntly, the seeds of envy from there bounced in me endlessly. I gradually became ill-wickedness, or I made excuses for being angry at my little things, no longer wanting to be close to the letter and pushing him away from me.
Honestly, I was inferior to letters. So many face that we can no longer become Trinitarians, soulmates of each other. Also, because the letter lived a life I always wanted, so no matter how kind she was to me, envy always made me jealous and think badly about the letter.
It was not until the day of graduation that the letter met separately and invited me to sign a souvenir on the uniform. She also said her whole heart, asking me why I chose to be so silent…
