From, You [Editing]

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I didn't know what the letter was as it fluttered in my hands.

It fell out of my locker after school while I was getting my backpack. A cream colored notecard with familiar handwriting.

I glanced around for a sign of anyone that might've put it in my locker.

But as it said, I will already be gone by the time you read this.

The letter was a puzzle piece I couldn't put together. A riddle that racked my brain.

I thought there was only one.

Turns out it was only one puzzle piece out of the whole picture.