Henry I don’t exactly remember how we became friends, but what I do remember is you were ALWAYS late to Spanish 2. You would always come dragging in, 20 minutes after class started, carrying a tennis racket. You had this mean “don’t talk to me” look on your face. I remember the teacher calling… Continue reading Day 16: Someone That Doesn’t Live in My State
Great Grandma I know I know I know…I have no business writing this letter to you, especially since it’s my fault I miss you. I’m sorry. I have no excuse. You’re only two and a half hours away and I only seem to make it up there on your birthday and occasionally on Thanksgiving. I’m… Continue reading Day 15: The Person I Miss the Most
Tashea, We were inseparable growing up. If you saw one of us, you saw the other. I was the only child and you were the only girl, so we just clung to each other. It’s crazy because we could be fighting one minute and playing with dolls or the easy bake oven the next. You… Continue reading Day 14: Someone I Drifted Away From
This was a hard letter to write, only because I feel like I’m quick to apologize… especially when I know I’m in the wrong. I used to apologize so much so, that the person I was apologizing to would say “Ok Danielle, you’re sorry, I get it”. I used to hate for people to be… Continue reading Day 13: The Person I Wish Could Forgive Me
I was always taught that Hate is a strong word and you should never say you hate someone…but sometimes that’s the only word that properly describes your feelings towards someone or a situation. With that being said… Cancer; I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW AHHHHHHH I HATE YOU! I mean I really really… Continue reading Day 12: The “Person” I Hate
Rachelle Danielle 