By the Letter
By: naTaLaya
* Author's disclaimer: I don't own the characters of slam dunk blah blah blah.Ü but of course I added a few =)
CHAPTER 1
Ayisha sighed to herself, rubbing her eyes, weary and tired. She was two hours past her bedtime. As she glanced at her bed, she felt it tempting her to give it a break and lie down on the soft newly washed cushions. She shook her head forcing herself to continue working on her advice column. She stretched her hands in both directions and tied her long brown hair into a ponytail.
" Why?! Why do people have so many problems?!" She blurted out in total exhaustion.
Ayisha Callaway, a third year student at Shohoku High, was a member of Shohoku High's official school paper, The Flame. A transferee from Shoyo during her 2nd year, she already displayed a tremendous passion in writing and doing layout for the school paper. Being half-American and half- Japanese made her knowledge of both cultures an asset displayed in her writing. Because of her dedication, she was given the task as layout editor for the paper. Aside from this, she was assigned a new task as anonymous writer for an advice column.
Since the new column came out, letters have been pouring in from students in school, all sounding desperate and eager for advice. As a result, she had to read every letter, trying to pick out letters that were worthy of publishing.
" Since when did I become an expert in love?!" She said to herself as she began to pull out a letter from the pack, and began to read another love problem.
" Dear Natalia, .." She paused, smiling to herself, liking the sound of her pen name. She began to read silently.
' Have you ever felt you love someone so much? That no matter what you do, no matter you say.you just can't seem to forget that person? It's been more than a year since she left me.and I couldn't blame her for that because I know I've hurt her badly. Unbelievable as it may seem, I love her.still.with all my heart and soul.and I miss her terribly. I haven't seen her for a long time. but I can remember and envision her very face. her smile, and the twinkle in her eyes, everything till the finest detail. That's why it hurts me so badly. I try mentally choke myself.why did I have to hurt her! You don't know the agony I feel at night.whenever I see our picture. she's cradled in my arms . we seemed so together.so perfect. and so real. I really have to forget her. I really have to, cause remembering her won't do me good, any longer. This longing is dangerous! I'm so depressed I might end up getting involved in fraternities, or drugs, or gangs.who knows?! I don't know anymore! Can you help me? Desperate, Jaded'
Ayisha felt a flow of depression wash over her. With letters like these, she really had to stop reading, or else, she'd feel the whole world on top of her shoulders. How can anyone listen to so many problems? After awhile, she smiled to herself. This was the kind of letter worth publishing, emotional, real, and depressing. With a sense of need to comfort someone, she took her pen and started to write down her own advice on a new clean sheet of paper.
' First of all..never ever forget her. I honestly, don't believe you can do it. You yourself know the intensity of your love for her. and I know you alone have the knowledge and the power to forget her. but don't. Because later you'll soon realize, that you can never forget someone as beautiful and as loving her. You can never forget someone you've almost given your whole life to.to someone you gave your all. Don't think also of getting into those dangerous bad habits. For one thing, they can never ever make you let go of the pain that you hold on to. Forget the pain? For awhile. maybe but not forever. It can make you forget but it can never heal you. Your continuous love for her will. Never stop loving her, if there's one thing you can't fight, it's that feeling of tremendous over-flowing love. Stopping it would hurt you more. You can love her as much as you want. All my advices may seem easy to follow.but the hardest thing to do is acceptance. Pain is never hard to accept at first.but I believe you can. You have that love inside you that can heal a thousand wounds. DON'T GO INTO BAD HABITS. DON'T FORGET YOUR LOVE HER. CONTINUE LOVING HER. And . ACCEPT THE PAIN THAT GOES WITH IT. Remember that! Ü Get it? Got it? GOOD. =)'
She placed the cap on her ballpen and placed it back in the tin can. She smiled contentedly as she read her advice again. Giving that advice wasn't that hard, especially when she herself had experienced the same thing. Her smile slowly faded away remembering the guy that she had to leave behind. Those advices she gave were the very things that she knew she had to do to be able to get over him, but she knew very well, deep in her heart that it was impossible.
Unfragmented memories began to play in her mind, as it flashed happiness, pain, and regret across her face. She slowly cleaned her table, got up, and laid herself down on the mattress. She looked at a picture that was positioned near her night lamp. It was the image of the guy that she so painfully had to leave behind. It wasn't just because of personal reasons that she had to go. She tried to use her father's transfer of jobs as another excuse for leaving him, but she knew it wasn't true. She was hurt and weak that she had to leave him. She closed her eyes trying to remove the pricking feeling that the picture was giving her. She still loved him for that she was sure. She still loved the gentle and popular guy, back in Shoyo, the guy with the name .. Kenji Fujima.
By: naTaLaya
* Author's disclaimer: I don't own the characters of slam dunk blah blah blah.Ü but of course I added a few =)
CHAPTER 1
Ayisha sighed to herself, rubbing her eyes, weary and tired. She was two hours past her bedtime. As she glanced at her bed, she felt it tempting her to give it a break and lie down on the soft newly washed cushions. She shook her head forcing herself to continue working on her advice column. She stretched her hands in both directions and tied her long brown hair into a ponytail.
" Why?! Why do people have so many problems?!" She blurted out in total exhaustion.
Ayisha Callaway, a third year student at Shohoku High, was a member of Shohoku High's official school paper, The Flame. A transferee from Shoyo during her 2nd year, she already displayed a tremendous passion in writing and doing layout for the school paper. Being half-American and half- Japanese made her knowledge of both cultures an asset displayed in her writing. Because of her dedication, she was given the task as layout editor for the paper. Aside from this, she was assigned a new task as anonymous writer for an advice column.
Since the new column came out, letters have been pouring in from students in school, all sounding desperate and eager for advice. As a result, she had to read every letter, trying to pick out letters that were worthy of publishing.
" Since when did I become an expert in love?!" She said to herself as she began to pull out a letter from the pack, and began to read another love problem.
" Dear Natalia, .." She paused, smiling to herself, liking the sound of her pen name. She began to read silently.
' Have you ever felt you love someone so much? That no matter what you do, no matter you say.you just can't seem to forget that person? It's been more than a year since she left me.and I couldn't blame her for that because I know I've hurt her badly. Unbelievable as it may seem, I love her.still.with all my heart and soul.and I miss her terribly. I haven't seen her for a long time. but I can remember and envision her very face. her smile, and the twinkle in her eyes, everything till the finest detail. That's why it hurts me so badly. I try mentally choke myself.why did I have to hurt her! You don't know the agony I feel at night.whenever I see our picture. she's cradled in my arms . we seemed so together.so perfect. and so real. I really have to forget her. I really have to, cause remembering her won't do me good, any longer. This longing is dangerous! I'm so depressed I might end up getting involved in fraternities, or drugs, or gangs.who knows?! I don't know anymore! Can you help me? Desperate, Jaded'
Ayisha felt a flow of depression wash over her. With letters like these, she really had to stop reading, or else, she'd feel the whole world on top of her shoulders. How can anyone listen to so many problems? After awhile, she smiled to herself. This was the kind of letter worth publishing, emotional, real, and depressing. With a sense of need to comfort someone, she took her pen and started to write down her own advice on a new clean sheet of paper.
' First of all..never ever forget her. I honestly, don't believe you can do it. You yourself know the intensity of your love for her. and I know you alone have the knowledge and the power to forget her. but don't. Because later you'll soon realize, that you can never forget someone as beautiful and as loving her. You can never forget someone you've almost given your whole life to.to someone you gave your all. Don't think also of getting into those dangerous bad habits. For one thing, they can never ever make you let go of the pain that you hold on to. Forget the pain? For awhile. maybe but not forever. It can make you forget but it can never heal you. Your continuous love for her will. Never stop loving her, if there's one thing you can't fight, it's that feeling of tremendous over-flowing love. Stopping it would hurt you more. You can love her as much as you want. All my advices may seem easy to follow.but the hardest thing to do is acceptance. Pain is never hard to accept at first.but I believe you can. You have that love inside you that can heal a thousand wounds. DON'T GO INTO BAD HABITS. DON'T FORGET YOUR LOVE HER. CONTINUE LOVING HER. And . ACCEPT THE PAIN THAT GOES WITH IT. Remember that! Ü Get it? Got it? GOOD. =)'
She placed the cap on her ballpen and placed it back in the tin can. She smiled contentedly as she read her advice again. Giving that advice wasn't that hard, especially when she herself had experienced the same thing. Her smile slowly faded away remembering the guy that she had to leave behind. Those advices she gave were the very things that she knew she had to do to be able to get over him, but she knew very well, deep in her heart that it was impossible.
Unfragmented memories began to play in her mind, as it flashed happiness, pain, and regret across her face. She slowly cleaned her table, got up, and laid herself down on the mattress. She looked at a picture that was positioned near her night lamp. It was the image of the guy that she so painfully had to leave behind. It wasn't just because of personal reasons that she had to go. She tried to use her father's transfer of jobs as another excuse for leaving him, but she knew it wasn't true. She was hurt and weak that she had to leave him. She closed her eyes trying to remove the pricking feeling that the picture was giving her. She still loved him for that she was sure. She still loved the gentle and popular guy, back in Shoyo, the guy with the name .. Kenji Fujima.