Dear Selina,
I always thought we would be best friends one day. We spent so much time together, hanging out nearly every day. I’d come to your house, and you’d come to mine. Even though we hadn’t known each other for more than a year, the connection between us felt so natural. I thought we really clicked.
That’s why it hurt so much when I found out what you’d been saying behind my back. You were the closest friend I had in years, and I thought you were a true friend. I thought you liked me, that we were real with each other. It devastated me when I learned from someone else about the things you said about me. It hurt so badly that I started skipping school just to avoid facing you. I even cried to my mom about you, which is rare because I never cry in front of her.
When I finally ended our friendship, I never expected you to spread rumors or try to ruin the relationship I had left with my only other friend. I don’t hate you, Selina. I’ve forgiven you for what you did. I just can’t be friends with you anymore.
Seeing you in the school hallways with that guilty expression on your face, it’s like a weight on my chest. Part of me wishes we could go back to the way things were, but at the same time, I know I can’t. I don’t even know what we are now.
Take care.
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