A Different Kind Of Love Story

The Lavender Box.

      It was a lovely evening on September 22, 2017. I was sitting in next to my window, I felt a dash of wind strike past me. I noticed that my closet door was open. I went over to close it, and I came across something unusual. It was a small round lavender box. It was wrapped in velvet ribbon. I looked at it in confusion. I did not know where it came from, or what it is. I thought for a few moments, but two minutes later, I slowly opened the mysterious round box. It was a small shriveled piece of paper. I soon began to unravel it, and I began to read:

      Dear Miss Santeria,
I shall not announce my name but soon enough you will know who I am. This could either be an akward situation, or it could be a great one, that is up to you. You are probably wondering why there was a peculiar round box in your closet. The reason behind that is to give you this letter. I need to tell you that you will do great things someday. You will make changes to your life  and those around you. I think you are brilliant, I just wanted to ask you if you would become a new student at Omega National Collage. It is not any sort of collage. It is a college for the gifted. I know this letter is pretty short, but I just wanted to tell you that. It would be extravagant if you decided to become a part of our society. I wish you great luck with your life, and hopefully we will see you soon.
                Sincerely, Anonymous.  

       After I read the letter, I wondered what it would be like to join that school. Should I? This will take a lot of thinking, but I am up for the challenge.
       Oh, Hello there. I am sorry we did not properly introduce. My name is Victoria Santeria. I am thirteen-years-old, and I was born on September 22, 2003. I was born in Nyzhny Novorgod, Russia. But now I guess I am forced to move, if I want to go to Omega National College. I began to read online about the college but I could not find any research about it. So, I began to think is this Omega College a real place or thing? But I guess I will figure it out sooner or later. I find it quite odd how they send the letter on my birthday at the exact same time I was born, which was 9:54 p.m. I also find it weird that they know who I am. But anyways enough of the jibber jabber. I shall now tell you my life story. It all begins with my Mother, and father. They did not really get along quite well. Of course I was the only child, and my parents treated me horribly. They were sick of me, so they wanted another child. Well, they tried. Until my mother had a miscarriage. It was going to be my brother. But now he is dead. I grew up with severe depression, and anxiety. To this day I am still suffering with it, but now I also have schizophrenia. I was not really around my family that much I often stood in my room with my door closed all day, everyday. When I was eleven my Mother and my Father died, in the same exact day. They died on June twenty fourth. My Mother died from suicide, and my Father as well. They literally killed themselves right in front of me. I think they planned it out. After their traumitizing death I lived on my own, and learned how to live by myself and make a proper living. Today, I am better than I ever was. But now it is time for a change. That small lavender box could have just changed my life. It could of made it worse or better than it was origanally. I guess we will find out soon.