You discover a letter on a path that affects you deeply. Today, write about this encounter. And your twist? Be as succinct as possible.
The letter seemed to be tucked inside a very fancy looking envelope, and the recipient’s and sender’s names and addresses were washed away by the water leftover from this mornings rainfall; the only thing I could still make out was “Kevin”. I decided to open the letter, hoping I would get some clues as to whom it was addressed.
Greetings from Stanford University. This year’s pool of applicants included some of the brightest students from all around the world………we are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to enrol into our chemical engineering programme. Please let us know…………
It was an acceptance letter to one of the most prestigious universities in the world, addressed to a certain Kevin Atkins. Good for him, but why was it here?
Suddenly, feelings of grief began to envelop me as I started remembering this morning’s news reports. Kevin Atkins was a young kid living in Harlem, and during an intense night of celebration with his friends yesterday, some gang members apparently had a disagreement, resulting in a toll of 3 dead and several injured. Kevin was one of them.
The only thing left was to somehow find where he lived and present this to any family he had. I took off, not even trying to shake off my feeling of disgust at humanity that had immediately overcome me. Giving his family the letter was the least I could do.