A Letter For Me

 

A Letter For Me

 

A letter comes for me

through the mail.

It clearly states

that I am to appear

at the meeting room.

 

I sit here in the

front of the door.

Waiting is such a torture.

I can't face my fragile

future that is to come.

 

The moment I enter,

I know my life is about to change.

To be truthful, I am scared.

I don't know if I can do this.

 

The timid woman wearing

glasses larger than her head

comes in and nods.

My reflection shines through her hair.

I smooth my clothes and

took in a deep breath.

 

The lady tells me not to worry.

I glare up at her in wonder.

How is it possible for me to stay

calm at a time like this?

 

I clear my throat,

picked up my letter

and followed the lady.

 

As soon I enter the door, I gaped.

What is this?

What's happening here?

 

There's nobody in here.

Am I supposed to talk to the wall?

 

The lady smiled and said

Don't worry.

He'll be out in a minute.

 

She leaves me out here

in this dark, silent room.

 

 

I hear the door quietly click.

I knew then that I was truly alone.

 

As my head races around

trying to figure out

what's happening here

the door opens.

 

A stream of light rushes in.

My skin greedily swallowed

as much light it could.

The man in the doorway

looked at me and smiled.

 

He just smiled.

There was nothing in his eyes that betrayed

what he was about to say.

 

In a commanding voice,

I was demanded to sit.

Sitting on the floor

never been so cold or uncomfortable.

 

I look up to him

and he just smiles at me again.

He raised his hand and said

Welcome.

 

I returned his smile.

At that moment, I knew

my life just changed.

 

I have been accepted.

Accepted into Clown College.

 

-Amy Arend