Letter

Hey this letter was written to release some anger built up inside. I know the letter assignment is done, but I felt that ! should post this.

Dear -------.
Do you remember when we slept over each others’ houses? Do you remember our numerous boy-talks? Do you remember our shared secrets? Do you remember the many lunches we ate together? Do you remember the times when you came over and swam? Do you remember when you actually included me in everything? Do you remember talking to me without me having to start the conversation? Do you remember when our conversations were heart-felt and not fake and forced? Honestly, do you remember me? We may go to the same school and walk in the same halls. Our lockers are practically right next to each other. We are in almost all the same classes.
Why? That’s all I want to know. Why? Why won’t you hang out with me anymore? Why don’t you smile at me in the halls? Why do you always have to correct me? Why do you try to find faults in my actions and answers? Why do you butt into conversations I’m in, then totally dis-clude me? Why did you throw me away? Why did you stab me in the back? Why do you ignore me when I’m right in front of you? Why do you pretend I’m invisible? Why did you turn the knife and stab me again when I was already bleeding? Why?
You might be wondering what I am talking about. See, While you’ve been having fun with all of your friends, I’ve backed away and found girl who include me in everything, who care about my feelings, who care when I’m hurt, who kindly correct me when I’m wrong. I have feelings too. You are not the only one with problems. The world does not revolve around you. And you are not always right. I’m just as smart as you, no matter what you think. I’m equal to you, even though you think of me as inferior. Thanks for turning your back on me when I needed you the most. You are a true friend.
~Mandy