Hey Shit! You're sleeping. I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I got confused. You rarely speak nowadays and it worries me. You live alone in a community full of adolescent humans and yet.... Although maybe you're right when you call them inhumans. I've seen them, and I've seen you and maybe I can draw some conclusions similar to yours. Since you've been here, a couple of years now, I have known every bit of your schedule, your work, your characteristics, most of all, your emotions. Although, at this point of time, I am at a loss. I can't understand what's going on with you and it pains me. For the mere reason that you don't speak anymore. You've fallen silent. Why? What happened? You did not stop talking when she left you, you did not stop when your friend died. You must have felt that pang... All the tragedies in just a couple of months.... That year was hard for you, wasn't it? But then you didn't stop talking when the hardest year of your life came. You embraced it, you walked, you tried till you broke down. I heard you tell your friend that you went to a therapist after you fought with your mom. That I assume was your breaking point in February last year. But you talked still, as if you were perfectly fine. No one except one teacher, noticed that something was really wrong with you. Maybe that's why you call others inhumans? I'm not sure. Maybe not.
In April, I have seen heard that you were thrown on me. Must've hit you hard. I apologize for that. It was in my nature. It is my characteristic to be hard. To be tough. But the fact that you have become tough, worries me. You are becoming more and more like me. Your disinterest in talking to anyone, even to yourself has convinced me that you're turning into me. And howsoever you think my life is, I still find yours better. You just have gone through a pretty bad phase. You just need to get your sh.... Your act together. You don't have to be brave, you don't have to be tough, the only thing you have to be... Is be yourself. Your favourite teacher was proud of you. Maybe take her advice and go meet her once. It's time. I don't have a heart. I don't have a brain. You have both. Just keep them pure. I know I am very bad at conversations. Actually, I don't talk at all. But I hear everything. I listen. I observe. So what if I don't feel? I know that you're not a bad person. No person is. It's just that their thinking does not synchronize with yours. Maybe some are... But if I were a person, a human, I would love you, no matter what. If I had a voice, you'd still leave me speechless with your beautiful and pure heart. Yours lovingly, The wall of your room
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