All Chapters of Write A Prisoner -1: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The following day, after she returns from another hectic day of working at TalkPeers, she expects tonight will be peaceful, instead, the name Crazy Stalker appears on her phone screen again. He keeps terrorizing her with bunch of missed calls. She even tries to change her phone setting into vibrate mode. She really can’t stand to hear her phone ringing every thirty seconds.It seems only yesterday this ex-inmate didn’t call her phone—or maybe he suddenly forgot abou

The dinner is ready, right at the time the phone rings loudly in the house. Soon, Maria and Libby walk out from the kitchen, they separate their way in the living room. Maria picks up the phone, while Libby sits along on the sofa with others.For a second, Maria looks upset about something as she talks on the phone, and then she just nods concurrently before she hangs up

The following day, Tuesday morning will be just like any regular day at TalkPeers office. Messie is getting ready on her computer table, among other young peer therapists in the room.Before she turns on the computer, she glances at the table next to her. Libby hasn’t arrived yet. Messie wonders where she is now, and keeps wondering if she’s still staying in France. The autumn holiday is suppos

With the disappearance of Libby’s existence in her life currently, this situation has been causing her to have such a terrible mood swing. Libby is the only close friend she has in New York, and the only person who always acts cheerful, and she will always be the first person to hear anything if everything happens in Messie’s so-called mundane life.And here’s life finally letting her feeling down again after the afternoon Poise party she just attended with her boss yesterday. In that case, she remembers precis

Messie walks in her pair of white sneakers in such a hurry, but at the same carefully throughout this concrete pavement. She has been waiting for this day to meet her best friend again. She really is curious about what Libby has to say, ever since a mysterious aura seems to follow Libby everywhere, and adds with the haunting ambience that was lurking in the shadow yesterday as they stared directly at Joey’s enchanting eyes, or was it all just in her head? She’s probably just being overly sensitive about the mysterio