I’ve been fidgetting my hair thinking about how to write her this letter now that I am here in front of your grave across the ocean.

I had traversed it and had decide I would finally do it, I thought giving a letter would put it all behind but I gues it did not so I wondered over and over if I could read it to you.

So listen very well to my words if you can see me right now.

...It's been cold or was it warm ? Wherever you are it must be hard....

...Even so maybe one thing is sure, it was never easy and never pleasant to hear you left....

...A memory of a someone else and a heartbeat that wasn't mine to begin with....

...You had sacrificed your life, a new opportunity to become an adult , a wife or someone’s mother. ...

...A life, the one i am living now,....

...Probably i am in a time and your on a space or some kind of parallel world we did not crossed to meet each other again but in a way somehow i exist now and i decided that i will make my life better now that your no longer amongst us....

...For that i owe you much....

...I owe you an explanation and maybe a name I have made for myself thanks to you....

...For you I’ll sacrifice my age and we get to know the concept of my realism and your end....

...Its simple and plain, just like that summer with you my beloved Wayne....

...You are the girl that used to be and the one that isn't here, she is the one who gave me a day and a whole new year after year....

...A chance to survive and a night to pass by, it is to her I owe my life and my story for I was once endangered, but it is me who is forever greatefull to her act of love , the one I only once knew how a person loves unconditional and raw....

...Wayne, wherever you may be ? for saving this plain girl with the most basic but yet exotic background, Asia Sign , I am forever in your dept and will keep this heart and take great care of it....

...Asia...

I at least hope you like the letter Wayne , because it was my last chance to say it with my whole heart what I felt even though I still do not say it with the exact words but I kind of did and somehow I hope that somewhere, where spirits bring you, you heard the letter that I was proclaiming out loud yes the loudest sound that only you can hear and the water will collect is the sound of the drums inside of my body in the middle of all the organs of hat conducts my life cuss even if I have lived it without you it wasn’t possible Wayne and oh boy I wish you were there , you would probably say something smart something that would make me cry and smile at the same time.

Rest up Wayne you deserve that at least, after all why you did for me..

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[1]My parents met at a party when they were still in the unif at Marbels city.

Marble City was a big City and you never got bored of it. It’s full of life.

My father loved that city and he is born and raised there, so it's in his blood although

my dad Sai Sign originates from Taiki Eiland somewhere in this earth, a hidden eiland and the Taikiens are just been discovered so they are new to this world.

My mother on the other hand originates from south New Orleans, “she is black and afro don't care” ever-sinds 1995.05.10 just like the very day i am writing this, therefore they celebrate their first reunion, while i'm sitting at the end of the couch as a loner.

(Oh yes and my mothers name? Odette Sign White.)

20 years later they are still happy after 1 year of being together and well, euhm…, alright they divorced 2 years ago in 2017, what? did you think that they would still be together? Oh hell no these two had to break it off in 2015! Well now they still try to be civil with an insult now and then wich enervs me, but I wouldn't change them for the world.

[2]My occupation on a weekend is challenging my younger brother with a chicken and beer challenge, if one falls asleep then they get to clean the whole house for a year, guess who won the challenge? Him, of course i can’t hold my liquor, all that beer and chicken and besides i do enjoy my spare cleaning or if i earn the right amount of money we can get a cleaner.

[3]On saturdays i love to shop with my mother and hear out the latest gossip of her book club, cuss my mother lover her some readings, and gossiping is a must and plus i always hear some amazing things during our walks through the market.

[4]Sundays are a fun day and i have it to myself, i watch netflix on my phone and call my bff cuss. I only have one, who I think I might have a girl crush on.

“Understand my emotions” as mobutu said before he got killed, which is sad, but look at this picture of her, she is a babe! Who in the right mind wouldn't be able to love that sweet face.

we've been friends since teens and ever since i wouldn't be able to have another, she is everything I couldn't be light skinned, asian eyes and flat hair, cool and total fire.

[5]On mondays i work as a youtuber, just because of the aesthetic, i tell my stories just like i told you all of these just now, while you were listening. So how should I summon this up in a shorter version? Oh yes, my name is Asia [Melori] Sign as I mentioned a few posts before and welcome to my most random life ever, which is totally not random i guess? I'll let you be the judge of that. Asia Sign from Rain village out. Ps: I got a cat named Fluff.

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Back then it all begins with a simple chest pressure,

Then it also affected the way I breathe during sport classes.

And soon more of that pain became numbness. I became weaker and weaker and my parents panicked so as soon as I saw a black sight , it became light, strong and painful.

I was in the hospital for some reason the doctor didn't figure out yet. My dad who is chef of the hospital knew what it was but for me he kept the secret as much as possible.

“ She has 5 months to live, if her heart isn't replaced,” they said.

The word “ heart disease” was pronounced and I came to the conclusion that my life was now the hospital.

5 months was given and it became 5 years.

Still no donor, but difficulties. I had 100 of them.

In and out of hospitals and no more running for me. The kids called me “ zombie” because i'm still alive but almost dead inside.

Mao my bff came to visit me once in a while and one day she had brought a friend called Wayne, blue hair and rebellious outfit, she was a festival, black hair and blue eyes pink lips.

Soon Wayne and I became close and some days she came alone, sometimes with a song she wanted to let me hear and played the guitar for me, her voice sounded as soft as the air and the way she enjoyed it made me enjoy it.

One day at a sunday she gave me a flower,

Each day could be the last one, but each day was the best.

Wayne also read me stories and held my hand on the sad days..don't worry Mao also came to visit but not as often as Wayne did.

Having someone caring for me like that kept me alive, but one day i had a crises and my heart had stopped doctors rushed and nurses, pushed Wayne out the door, she called my parents and they came Immediately, i nearly survived it and the fantasy i had in that room with my first love was pretty much coming to an end.

I remember I had a mask on and she promised me that she would always stay close to me no matter what.

Another crisis arrived and this time a big one, i was held in coma for about a month till i woke up again. This time I asked my parents for Wayne and they told me that Wayne couldnt handle it anymore and was gone.

Of course I couldn't accept it! The love i had for her was so big that when she left my side i wasn't sure if i could handle it, being dead was for me the only option and i started to give up.

Now the last crisis i had did it for me, the urgence of having a replaced heart was near and the hospital was tense.

My mother in tears screamed this was her punishment for doing something she shouldn't have, my parents always fought because of me.

The news of the founder donor with the perfect blood type was near. The happy family returned and were given a dosis to put me to sleep, my mother held my hand the whole time and all I could think about was Wayne.

When I woke up, the world I lived in as the old Asia was new to me, feeling different but at the same time me.

I switched my heart with someone who was willing to give it to me anonymously and to whoever that person was I'll forever be in debt to them.

I never saw Wayne again, like my parents said , she couldn't handle it anymore. But i promised myself that if i one day find her i'll tell her i don't blame her for running away.

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