by Malec » Mon Mar 26, 2012 11:31 am
Dear ____ ,
I know you think we are friends. We are not, and never were. You lie to me, steal from me, cuss at me, for no reason..... i only tolerate the ten minutes of my daily life that I'm near you because i pity you. You have no friends, you traded them for pom-poms. You have no one to look up to, you told her you hated her, just to please another cheerleader. The only person who tried to be nice to you was me, because i thought i could show you how great it is to be yourself. How did you repay me? You told my friends i hated them, you stole my grandmother's necklace, you lied to my mom's face, and you kicked my dog. I tried to help you, but you stabbed me in the back. Well, i can give you this advise: go sharpen your knives, because i know you will hurt others, just like me. Never again will i help you solve your problems. I'm done with you. The only one that willingly goes near you is your mother, but that is only to tell you that I'm worthless and unimportant. She feeds you lies, she tells you that you are better than anyone else, that you can do what you want. I bet you didn't know that mommy bribed the coach two hundred dollars for you to be a cheerleader. Did you know that she spent daddy's money on clothes, and that's why you didn't get a Christmas gift? Oh, but all you cared about was the gifts. You cried and threw a fit when mommy didn't get you those boots you wanted. Mommy calmly said that it was your father's fault. I bet you didn't notice the new wardrobe she had. I hope your happy with what you have done to yourself.
“It was books that made me feel that perhaps I wasn't completely alone."
- Will Herondale, Clockwork Prince