Kind of sad. About when my 2 best friends told me about all the things that they didn’t like about me, written in a letter, and my reaction to it. This event was pretty recent.


I thought that everything was perfect. I thought wrong.

I thought that my friends loved me. I guess that they didn’t.

One letter summed up my greatest fear, rejection.

It is the worst feeling in the world.

They told me they still loved me.

They said that we could still be close.

But after they said that to me, I knew nothing would ever be the same.

They wanted me to change, to morph myself to fit their standards.

They didn’t love the true me.

I finished the letter, drying my eyes.

My sorrow turned to hatred.

How could they do this?

I thought I was good enough.

I thought I was perfect.

But I am a nobody.

But then again, nobody is perfect.

*I saw that last sentence somewhere, and thought that it fit. I hope it actually works because I like it. Emma and Anna, if you guys are reading this:

I’m surprised you’re actually reading this.

I really do hope that someday we can become real good friends again.

Please love me for who I am.

I need time to get over this.

Sorry to keep you other people waiting. Please rate!*