Chapter 4 The letters

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There, behind a broken tile on the floor was a huge pile of journal entries. I decide to skim through them all and look for the very first one ever

"Hm, this one was on Feb 14,1979, that was when we first talked head to head. Back then it wasn't much of anything but just out little performances. Those were good times"

I smiled helplessly thinking of the old days until I seen a note that noted only a few days ago

~Journal log 424
    Its been fun, but the other day I over heard the managers talking about relocating me. . . I really don't want to be relocated, what would Springy think when I am gone and replace. . . but then again. . . I never told Springy how I have felt about him. . . at this moment, I don't have much options. I just wish I could muster up the courage to tell him. . . my feelings. Only time will tell. Welp I am need on the stage, I must go
                                                                                                                              ~G Freddie~
I stood there star struck, I didn't know whether to be mad, happy, or sad. . . Freddie always told me everything, why would he hide this? I got up and walked out of the kitchen and sat in the back storage room and cried the rest of the night. . . I couldn't sleep, I could only see the notes that ran through my head. I wish he could stay. . . but not everything lasts. Everything eventually ends

(Sorry guys, I haven't had much time to write, but I promise to those who enjoy this, I'll continue until I can't. Thanks you for waiting)

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