Letter #19: The Girl Who Was A Bad Friend

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"There was a time, I used to look into my father's eyes. In a happy home, I was a king I had a golden throne, Those days are gone, now the memories are on the wall, I hear the sounds from the places where I was born." - Swedish House Mafia ~ Don't You Worry Child  

Sydney Sierota plays Jasmine

Jasmine,

You are truly a good friend. I'd like to thank you for sticking by side throughout high school. Don't feel bad about not noticing my depression. I made sure to act as if I was happy.

I've always felt so alone, despite the fame, the friends, and the money. I felt as if no one could understand my twisted heart. But you tried. You and Colette tried, and that's why I love you.

I know you're crying right now, so please stop. My life is something you shouldn't cry over. It's too short, but yes, it's full of meaning.

You've always been the kind one of the three of us. I know you're truly a good person, under all the sass.

I've sat here, contemplating for a long time. You want to fit in, that's your problem.

But trust me, be yourself, something I never was.

While you've been nothing but a loyal friend, I have not.

For example, I kept avoiding you whenever we went shopping 'because I saw Marisol, Parker, so much people I've mentioned, go to Marigold Mall, and I didn't want you to see me heartbroken and all...

I hope you don't hate me for the cowardly choice I made. Just know that it's not your fault. You couldn't have stopped this, you couldn't have known.

Has my funeral happened yet?

I hope it doesn't rain. I know you really hate getting your clothes wet.

I hope Colette and you continue your friendship long without me, and I hope to see you happy again.

What I really wanted was to be part of your future. Colette, you and I would hang out, watching our children play with each other, and our husbands playing with them. I want to hold one of your children and make her/him laugh.

You see, I've hesitated about killing myself for the ones I love. However, living will make nothing better, and I think I'm finally done trying to pretend EVERYTHING is alright.

I understand... gods, I understand if you want to forget me. I know I'm a terrible friend.

All I want you to understand is that I love you, forever.

Your best friend,

Nat  

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