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Dearest Friend: The letter I Should Have Written But Didn’t.
Dearest friend, the one whom I turned to when things were rough and when I was scared to start a new journey,
You were always there for me, and now I’m here for you. It may seem like what anybody would say to their friend, or to someone who has had enough of this world, and hopes to pass onto the next to find a kinder reality, but I’m being sincere, and true. Surely you wouldn’t trade your laugh, your smile, you, for an easier life, a life of the unknown? I love you, and don’t want anything bad to happen, because you may not know it, but you kept me strong when the grade seven fears set in, and there when the epidemic of lice broke out. I stood by you proudly and with a strong heart when life turned from bad to worse; when you refused to come to school, and the only contact we had was through computer instant messaging services. Without you, I definitely will be half the person I am. Suicide isn’t the answer. It never is. You may not see that now, but those calls I made were to protect you, not so I could be the typical best friend of the suicidal girl, because that’s what I was when you didn’t show yourself for weeks at a time. I was the one who assured you were fine, and killed the venomous rumors. I tried to protect you, and you left me until suddenly… you weren’t there anymore. The place in my heart your shining face once filled was occupied ghastly images of funerals and the ways you said you wanted to die. Bleach and razors aren’t the way to go, my dear friend. They are the easy way out. Don’t be a coward, because we wouldn’t have been placed if we couldn’t survive. There is nothing you can’t achieve when you have a friend who loves you like a sister and more, because you were the only friend I had, and the only one I could confide in. You showed me there is more to life then just sitting at home and doing nothing, and you broke my fear of sleeping over at other people’s houses. Now let me help you get over this. I’ll sit with you in your room and cry with you and rage when you rage, and listen when you need an ear. The problem, which may seem big today, is nothing but a bump in the long road of life. Everyone will pass over it, and everyone deals with it differently. Don’t become another statistic, and leave me, your family, your friends, yourself, don’t. Don’t show the world it can beat you, because you’re stronger then that. I’m scared. I truly am. And so are you. Call me, e-mail me, and meet me somewhere, or I’ll come over. Just talk to me, and let me listen so I can help you. Don’t turn your back on the world because it’s harsh and cruel now. It’ll get better. It always does when you feel like you’ve hit rock bottom.
With all the love I can give to my best friend, and then some,
Sammy
*~*For Paula T's contest. Based on a true event that happened to me and my best friend at the time.*~*
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