A Love Letter
Recently, Mary had transferred to a new school. The former school she had studied in wasa strictly-run private school, whichwas good in every aspect except that the food there was distributed on the table in advance, so everything had cooled down before she got there, especially in winter. Concerned about their daughter’s health, Mary’s parents decided to change school for her, and therefore, she became a transferred student of Grade Two in a local middle school.
Stepping in the school gate, her heart was filled with expectation, the joys and friends she would have and the best memory she would own. However, hardly had she got in the classroom when she began to feel a bit regret. Though it was normal for a new comer to bear others’discussion, she really couldn’t stand it. She felt lonely and every night she dreamt of getting back to the old school and meeting old friends, but when she woke up, it was nothing but a dream. How she hoped the new school life was a dream instead! She was thirsty for friendship and eventually, she found one.It was Gwen, a girl sitting next to her, who was one year older. She helped Mary to get familiar to the circumstances such as how to buy her lunch with her school card, which made Mary very grateful. Therefore, they became peas and carrots.
During her stay in the school, Mary found that almost every student
here cared much about their appearances, which in some point pushed her to pay more attention to hers. Standing in front of a mirror, she saw a slender girl at the age of 13,with rather short hair. She used to have long black hair but had it cut because a hair dryer was forbidden in this school. What was even more upset was that she had got more whelks on her face, and whatever done to remove them was useless. Every time her roommates talked about their boyfriends with excitement, she just listened and smiled but felt light blue. In order to drown her sorrow, she devoted herself to studies and performed well in exams.
But still Mary wanted to be as pretty as Gwen, who had many followers. Deeply in heart she wanted to be appreciated, too, or even received a love letter, which she would definitely decline but keep it with happiness.
One day, when she was reading in the classroom, her roommate delivered her a piece of paper.
“It is from a boy! A love letter!”She told Mary, her eyes shining with curiosity. Everyone in the classroom cast their eyes towards her.
She felt her face blush and her heart beat hard, but soon she calmed herself down, took the letter and put it under the book.
When she came back to the dormitory, sitting in her bed, she opened the piece of paper; a line of words came into her view.
“Dear Mary, please don’t tear it off before you read the whole letter.
I heard that you are a diligent student, so I think it hopeless to get a cheerful answer, but I do like you very much and can’t help thinking about you…” She read and beamed sweetly. She had a follower now!
Life passed as it is, but not for Mary. All of a sudden, she felt confident and happy. In the afternoon, before she went to the classroom, she combed her hair carefully and checked out her outfit. She kept smiling all the way.
The next morning, wind blew hard and trees shook violently.
“Someone is asking for you.” Her roommate came over and said.
Getting out of the classroom, her hair was messed up by the fierce wind. She felt a little nervous and asked:” What’s the matter?”
There was a boy stood not far away with two girls next to him. They murmured to each other and said something to Mary. But there was some distance between them, and the wind blew harder as rain was pouring out, she did not catch the words, nor did she see the boy clearly.When she was wondering over it, they left.
On the same day, in the afternoon, when she was in her seat, she was told that it was not her that the boy liked but her best pretty friend, Gwen. It seemed that he had mistaken Mary for Gwen because they usually went in and out in pair. Therefore he had given his love letter to the wrong person.
“He asked me to send you his apology.” Her roommate said.
Mary nearly burst into tears and tore the so-called love letter into pieces. She never put her mind on such things anymore, only to study even harder. In the final exam, she ranked first in her school.。