Dear Mia,

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Jake writes a letter to his high school love Mia and reveals some truth and confessions, and whatever happened to Mia...

Submitted: October 15, 2017

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Submitted: October 15, 2017



Dear Mia, 


It has been quite some time since I last wrote you a letter. I was writing a history paper when I realized today was the day we first met in high school. You were wearing a red dress with a white jacket that said “Bite Me!” And to be honest, the moment I saw you walk into first period, which I think it has American History, I told myself one day, I am gonna ask that girl out. You were sitting three rows in front of me, so I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. And sadly I still remember the traumatic moment that period. The teacher was talking about Thanksgiving and how it started. But he found me not paying attention so decided to as me a question

“ Jake, what was the ship that the pilgrims sailed on to go to America?” And without myself knowing, I said

“Mia” I realized what I just said. My face turned red, my palms were getting sweaty, and I quietly swear to myself. I hear everyone in my class class laughing. I don’t remember much after that other than the fact that the rest of the 30 minutes felt like 30 hours to me. Once the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom.


Everything was alright until a week after that, when I made the world’s stupidest mistake ever. I got invited to the first party of the year. I had two bottles of beer so I wasn’t that drunk. But I guess I wasn’t completely sober to do what I had done. I knew you were at the party. Well, at least I hoped you were. I went up to Dan, the host of the party, and asked if Mia was there. Of course, I didn’t know there were two Mia’s back then. He told me that she was out in the backyard. 


The backyard was strangely empty, so it was easy to find Mia. But given the fact that I was not in the right state of mind, I just decided to scream “Mia” on the top of my lungs. She walked towards me and said hi. I was kind of shocked because I didn’t remember her being that fat and short. I thought, ‘Maybe the booze is kicking in’, and decided to apologize to her about the history class incident. But she looks at me as if it was the first time hearing about it. She just told me to drink some water and sober up. 


Feeling confused and taken back at the same time, I walked out to the front porch and see a girl drinking something out of her cup. I walked up to her and start talking. “Hello there, would you like to hear a little story of mine?”

She replied, “Sure, what’s up?”

“I was looking for a girl just now to apologize for what happened at a history class last week, but once I found her, she had shrunken 30 centimeters and got wider 30 centimeters. I just thought it was the drinks that I had just now, but once I told her I was sorry, she acted as if she had no idea what was going on!” I said

Weird enough, she asked 

“By any chance is that girl’s name Mia?”

I was fascinated by her remark! It felt as if she was inside my head. I asked how she knew and she said

“Do you recognize me from anywhere?” Right that moment, I saw her white jacket that said ‘Bite Me’. I realized that I was spilling my guts out to the girl I was suppose to be apologizing to. I felt the awkwardness starting to grow in between us. She, I mean you, told me that you found me very funny, and that you really me. We grabbed our coats and started walking down the street and talked and talked until we saw the sun climb out of the horizon. I walked you back to your house. If remember things correctly, we hard our first kiss in front of your front door 5 am in the morning. I thought to myself, cliche isn’t bad after all.  We went out and had some fun, well, a lot of fun until the saddest day of my life hit me. Hard. I don’t blame you for what happened to you. But I miss you. You left before I got the chance to say the three words I have been meaning to tell you since the first day of school. I really hate that I have to write it in past tense now, because I didn't have the guts to tell you back then. No, never mind. Past or present, it doesn't matter. Because what I am about to tell you, I still mean every single word.

I Love You



Jake Smith


I save the email onto my desktop and shut down my laptop. I reach for the picture of me and Mia in front of the Eiffel Tower and kiss it and say

“ Good night babe.”

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