.Letter Six. ♥

Sometimes the passing stranger could be the one person who can change your life forever. They make subtle changes in what you do, how you present yourself and how you see yourself. A simple smile can change your entire day, a simple look up and down added to that can make you feel a lot better looking and increase your confidence. A simple 'excuse me' can make your day just because someone random a pure stranger in this cold, mean, stupid world was polite.

.Letter. 6 — a stranger

Dear Stranger that was at the ASMS hosted SADA event last Wednesday,

You played the part of a chair person in the debate I watched, you went to a private school. That alone was clear from your uniform and white toothed smile. But before you were chairman and I was watching the two teams battle it out I was the one who gave you the quick tour of the school and showed you to your prep room. Even if you were staring at my ass.

You spoke confidently which is as always a good thing. Although I must say I was a little shocked when I caught you staring at me from behind your desk. Your smile made me feel better despite the kind of day I had. And your simple up and down look when I congratulated your team made my night.

Simply all I would like to say dear stranger is thank you, you made my night, you shocked me, and you made me feel better.

With many returned kind regards.

.Courtney Grace. ♥

."And then he kissed me". ♥

"Dear sir, are you hinting at something?"
"Maybe." He leaned a little closer to me, our cheeks touching.

And then he kissed me.

Okay, okay. I know this isn't a letter and I really need to write one. But instead I have this.

Birthday kisses, simple cute concept. Not as cute when you end up in them when you didn't mean to. Put 1x Almost 16 boy (birthday tomorrow) + 4x hand drawn presents + 1x 'uncle' + 2x Dobermans + 1x computer + 1x over protective sister = total confusion

Well oddly, I had all of that at one of the houses I love more than my own. This house happens to hold a pair of siblings who are like brother and sister to me, and who are some of my best friends. Now the younger of the two, it is his 16th birthday tomorrow. So I gave him his present earlier tonight, 4 hand drawn pictures. The last three getting progressively crapper as my hand crap got worse. Either way, he liked them. So I was happy. :)
And then we got cake.
I was sitting in the study with him after hug attacking his older sister, who was in the lounge in front of the fire with the two dobermans that their almost uncle owned. After the cake was finished, he had a glass of milk. Oh he's still such a child ♥
Hugging him from behind I nestled my head into the crook of his shoulder and stole his warmth. Then jokingly I said 'well you're going to need to find someone for a birthday kiss'.
He rubbed his cheek against mine in the normal affectionate way, but a little more affectionate then normal, closer to my lips.
'Are you hinting at something?' I had asked.
And then he kissed me. It was innocent enough, nothing too heavy, I mean sheesh I still had cake in my teeth! Then once the cake was cleared and I had gone back to cuddling him. He did it again, this time I pulled away. "You know I'll tease you now" I said laughing into his shoulder.
"I know" he replied, and he kissed me again. "I'm easy" he finished with.
And now I'm confused, and not quite sure how it happened completely. Sexual tension is a total bitch, I'm not too sure if I'm fond of that study. But what I do know, is I couldn't not tell his sister when we went for our nightly walk.

.Courtney Grace. ♥

.Letter Five. ♥

'She sprung up in bed, eyes wide open.. it was then she realised she had been dreaming. But what of? The world's crappiest ending for a story. She had dreampt of ending her best story with 'And then she woke up' only an idiot would use that ending.'

Letter 5 - Your Dreams

Dear Dreams,
You are whacked in the head, I do believe you might need to go see a doctor about that. Where do I begin in explaining how your inpossible creations of situations that could work perfectly begin to make me feel. It is your fault I ever get my hopes up. Although on the odd occasion, you have masterminded something wonderful that has, (only like twice) come to real life.
Dreaming wild and crazy is one way to try and shoot for the stars, aim for a big goal, and even funnily a way of winding down after a tretcherous time.
I expect when who ever came up with this list initially meant as in hopes and dreams, not day/night dreams as I have taken it. Oh well, each to their own.
Now dearest dreams I would like to congratulate you in keeping my imagination in its prime after all these years by regularily giving it workouts to get the ideas to turn into a running movie screen in my head. I would also like to warn you, next time you swap with your horrid twin nightmare, both of you will recieve a swift kick to the balls, reminding you just how much I hate nightmares.
Now that I have both threatened and congratulated you, I will leave you with some time to your own to contemplate what you will do to bemuse me tonight and for work tomorrow.
Abientot.

.Courtney Grace. ♥

.Letter Four. ♥

"You're my sister, I could never think of how I would be without my hatred and love for you." She whispered as she peered at the girl hiding under the covers holding the torch with her. The girls were young, and looked opposite, but nothing seemed to set them apart.'

Letter Four - Your Sibling (Or closest relative)

Dear Brooke,

I'm not entirely sure what to put in this letter as we've had so many good times and so many bad, we've played together, tricked each other, hated each other and grew up together. You're my older sister and seemingly that makes you so much more protective of me than anyone else. Which can be both a bad and a good thing. There is times when I need to be able to sort things out my way, not just have you bash them up =P

It's funny when you think how we used to do almost everything together, to the point where I first swore at you :)

It's just as weird to think back to when you first moved out as to how I thought you just weren't serious and were joking around.... Then you didn't come home.

I cannot even fathom how to explain how weird it was coming home without you, or even how somewhat sad it was for me to be the eldest child for those few years.

Your company is hard, but when you're happy its fun. I miss how close we used to be and how much time we would spend together. I miss our stupid little games that we used to play, and how we used to have our own separate little 'den' in our old house. That just made stuff even more fun.

You've helped to make me just as stubborn and bitchy as I am, but don't worry that's a good thing. I originally learnt the basics of 'sass' from you, although now that tends to dominate more in me than you.

I remember most vividly when we used to play pokemon in the pool, thinking back to it, we're both just a pair of nut cases. :P

With the childish love that's still left,

'Snorkers'

.Courtney Grace. ♥

Start of a whole new weird brain beam...

Well. Here goes nothing!

‘Cry out in the dark and cry out in pain’ that’s what they told me to do the night I was abducted. Deep, scary voices repeated those words to me. I felt my shirt being torn off and the coldness of the air. One warm breath on my neck then another warm, watery gust of air following. “Cry out in the dark, cry out in pain..” the mouth closest to my neck whispered before I felt the pinching, pulsating, sharp pain of my skin being torn, my flesh being bitten and blood seeping into the mouth of the perpetrator. As the lips moved from my neck I could feel the warm blood trickle down the side of my neck to the front of my now bare chest. With arms and legs bound my blindfold was securely in place, unable to be removed to see who my captors were. With the sense of sight lost for the moment, my sense of hearing temporarily seemed to be increased. Hearing a snicker I retracted a little as the opposite side of my neck was bitten a second time, different teeth, different lips. It sounded as if there was four of them, different locations flashed through my mind of where they could have taken me. I started to dread where they would bite next.

As flashes of though rushed through my mind I didn’t realise the two newer bite marks above the initial two. Warm breath of my captures moved away from my neck and the frosty air encircled the eight fresh circular shaped wounds. The first pair of punctures had finally stopped bleeding, but others still wept dark, warm, red blood. Eventually I blacked out.

.Courtney Grace. ♥

.Letter Three. ♥

"She was her joy, her wonder, her daughter. After all the pain, screaming, pushing and collective breathing. She was here, her daughter, screaming and crying much like she had."

.Letter. 3 — your parents

Dear mum,
No words can explain why you are the most absolute amazing person on the earth. Not only did you give me life (kudos for that!) you raised me basically on your own, and hardly broke down. You raised me well, even if you think that you might not have done. And as much as I don't show it at home, I am a well mannered, confident, polite young woman... To everyone else, especially their parents. We may not always agree and that shows, but it's our arguments and our rows that make me the way I am, you made me stubborn. That one is your fault.
I'm sorry I'm not the perfect daughter to you, and that I can be a bitch. I'm sorry I'm not as helpful as I could be, and I'm sorry I'm such an electrical cluts. But I'm thankful for the freedom you allow me, and for teaching me life lessons like you have. I'm especially thankful for you taking me away from my comfortable little world and taking me to places wild beyond imagination. You've helped to give me experiences that I carry with me today. And I'm thankful for inheriting your fierce strength mentally, and emotionally.
You've given me a lot, and it's not often that I give much in return. But ever so secretly, I do. I always tell everyone how strong and nice you are, how you raised me. Many of my friend's parents wouldn't mind adopting me because of my manners and personality. This on it's own is a major compliment on your parenting and your skills as a single mother.
We've had our tough times, and we've had easier ones. Put them all together we've just had an entertaining roller coaster of a life.
With as much family love as I can muster,
Courtney/ Snorkers/ Court/ "What's your name again?"

.Courtney Grace. ♥

.Letter Two. ♥

"One night, in the middle of a cold dark winter the sound of pure laughter pierced the sound of the storm raging outside."

.Letter. 2 - Your Crush

Dear Crush,
For this post you will stay anonymous, simply because you do not know that I like you more than a friend.
I have given you many hints, and you know I've liked you before. You keep my mind captivated and my imagination ignited. We used to be a lot closer than we are now and I regretted falling away from you. Although the blame is not entirely mine.
There is just something about you, that although you do not see yourself, makes you incredibly attractive to others (not just me).
Just to say, I love seeing your moods change and worry when they're down. Watching you play guitar is one of my biggest delights and makes me smile more than you could ever know. That is one thing I'm not likely to tell you to your face. And there is only minimal chance of you actually reading this. I love talking to and teasing you, I love your voice and your talents. I envy your abilities and your life. I simply adore everything about you.
And given this is not the first time I have liked you, there must be something that my heart sees that I cannot because it just keeps on coming back to you.
Yours sincerely,
your admirer.



Wont link this to anyone...
.Courtney Grace.♥

.Letter One. ♥

"Slowly the door creaked open. Eyes fluttering in sleep she shifted as the sound echoed around the otherwise silent room."

.Letter. 1 - Your Best Friend.

Dearest Phoebe,
You are the best friend I could ever ask for. You put up with me through the thick and thin, good and the bad. You've seen me at my best and my lowest. I miss seeing you every weekend like we used to and I miss seeing you every other day at the bus stop.
After these four long years you are the only person I have NEVER had a serious argument with and I love you more than I love my own sisters. I don't want you to ever leave and I know that's selfish. I want you with me in every step of my life and to be there for yours.
I napkin you more than anything or anyone else.
I love our random lists, stupid little jokes, spazz dancing in the kitchen and our epic sleep overs.
With a wish for ever lasting friendship,
"Snorkers"

Dear Miss Shez Zombie,
It's been like what? Three years now? And we're so much closer than most general friends would be. I love the way you're almost always there, and know how to cheer me up or make me feel awkward. That way that we got me fitted and back at your house shows that. You do so much for me and I'm not sure if I show how much I appreciate all that you do for me. You only live up the road which makes seeing you a bit of a breeze because I can drop round whenever.
You support my appetite when we hang and I swear I owe you over $100 for it. It makes me laugh every time I think of our 'maccas run' to Hungry Jacks one night earlier this year. And all the other silly things we do.
Remembering the 'games' we made up and the dares we used to do usually make me smile on the cloudiest of days.
In a way, this is one of the ways I plan to thank you. By making my appreciation public and thanking you whenever I see fit, often more than is needed. ;D
Court

Dear Ryan,
It's been a little over two years since we met, eh? First day of year 10... Tutor Group with Mark Darrell... ahh the old days. Back when you were shorter than I am!!
I know we're not as close as we used to be. I hate that we're not. I still consider you my best male friend if you'll let me. You make me laugh, you make me worry, you make me smile and you make me cry. I'm probably not the best person to have as a friend, I beat you up and take my anger out on you. For that I'm sorry, but I thank you each and every day for putting up with it.

I take what you say seriously and take in your opinions. You tell me what I don't always want to hear and you tell me the truth. I remember one time in (I think) early this year, during the holidays, and you scared me half to death; I went off at Thomas and cried, a lot. I don't ever want to be that afraid to loose you again.
When we had that 'disagreement' at the middle of the start of the school year was quite possibly the most depressed I've been in a while. And it hurt as much as if you had died. I want you to stay and put up with me and all my depressive stuff just enough for me to be able to repay you some how.

I know we'll never be as close as we once were, or in the same way. But it's something I'd like to aim for. I love your company, even when you're 'punishing' me or teasing me about getting scared over a movie. You're even more adorable when you sulk, pout or get jealous and it always makes me go 'naww'. I thank you for you weird way of complimenting me and our 'inside' ways of talking in code.
Ily ♥
Courtney.
P.s. I love that you put up with me teasing you, and randomly coming over to say hi to your mother. I definitely love that you let me do that, and you tollerate everything that I do to annoy you on purpose or not.

To all three of you, I love you all. And I thank all of you for putting up with me and my stupidity, my complaints and depressive moods, for my rage faces and crushes, for seeing me through my 'levels' and making me giggle madly. ♥

.Courtney Grace . ♥

30 Letters From me.

Stolen from my tumblr.
From now until the list is complete, 30 letters.
.Letter. 1 — your best friend

.Letter. 2 — your crush

.Letter. 3 — your parents

.Letter. 4 — your sibling (or closest relative)

.Letter. 5 — your dreams

.Letter. 6 — a stranger

.Letter. 7 — your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

.Letter.8 — your favorite internet friend

.Letter. 9 — someone you wish you could meet

.Letter. 10 — someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

.Letter. 11 — a deceased person you wish you could talk to

.Letter. 12 — the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain

.Letter. 13 — someone you wish could forgive you

.Letter. 14 — someone you’ve drifted away from

.Letter. 15 — the person you miss the most

.Letter. 16 — someone that’s not in your state/country

.Letter. 17 — someone from your childhood

.Letter. 18 — the person that you wish you could be

.Letter. 19 — someone that pesters your mind—good or bad

.Letter. 20 — the one that broke your heart the hardest

.Letter. 21 — someone you judged by their first impression

.Letter. 22 — someone you want to give a second chance to

.Letter. 23 — the last person you kissed

.Letter. 24 — the person that gave you your favorite memory

.Letter. 25 — the person you know that is going through the worst of times

.Letter. 26 — the last person you made a pinky promise to

.Letter. 27 — the friendliest person you knew for only one .Letter.

.Letter. 28 — someone that changed your life

.Letter. 29 — the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to

.Letter. 30 — your reflection in the mirror



No particular time frame. Just whenever I feel like writing them.

First steps towards falling...

Hi!
Well, my newest blog.
Teenage Tales; so many stories over so many years. So many ideas and no idea where to start.
Hoping this will stay more updated than my other blogs :)

. Courtney Grace .♥