Write a Letter you Cannot Send (Read the Rules!)

[vega.]

Dear Max,

Ever since I met you on the first week of school, you've been incredibly interesting to talk to, and I hate being so quiet and rather ocd. I want to have a good conversation with you, but I can't help but using my 'technical gibberish' every time I try. Even when I get the perfect opportunity, you're always talking to Gianna or Page or Carl. I mean, I know they are all friends, but I guess it's just my bad luck that I never get an opening. but when I do, its that just intriguing minute or so of conversation. Sure you're a bit full of yourself, but you never bring up dumb jokes or gossip, it's a new prank or idea every time, and I miss that. Thats why I act so weird and speak such big words. I don't believe it's a crush, or out of desperation, but I really need good friend. One that I can trust and that I can talk to without bringing up gossip or such things. I believe thats you, but like I typed out on this format: I'm just not as head strong and social as the others, and I just can't interrupt people. I'm not impulsive, i'm patient, but i'm also in wait. I guess it's like I can communicate, bond, ride, and live with a 1,200 pound unpredictable being, but I can't talk to you like I really want to. My life is built on a language in my head, one I understand better. One I can speak more fluently than english or anyone. One that no one else understands but my friends who understand me better than anyone: horses and other animals. When I ride i'm constantly talking, I can't keep quiet. I speak to my horse in a language but in silence, and you already know that. I remind you ever singe day. Come to think of it, I really do talk to you every time I see you. I communicate to you through my silence, the only problem is you don't know how to understand. I mean, I see that you can, but it's only for half a second, I can see in your posture, in your eyes...then it's gone.

I can't wait for our next chat.
- Onyx.

[glaggleland]

Dear K,

Okay, it may seem a little obvious but, i'm in love with you. Almost my whole class; no, grade, knows. Like literally, everyone is like " OOH! YOU LIKE K! " and i'm like, " -blushing- no.. I do not.. " and yesyesyes. i cherish every single moment im with you; whether it's at the handball courts or at the swings. i have no idea if you love me or not; as i heard you say on the swings " i love dora " and you always call me dora. so i have no idea, i'm totally confused. wait, do you love j? forget it, i don't know. you call her " GTA " and i have no idea if you like me or her. so yeah
just know i love you.
and only you.
- cheetah.

[SakuraNinja]

Dear, George

i wish you would talk to me. I've been meaning to tell you that i love you but you won't pay attention to me. you always look at me for a second then look away. Am i being overbearing by giving you a gift every Friday or, are you just not into guys . . . . IDK . i just wanted to say that i love you and i know your sick right now but, i would take the risk of getting a cold just to be next to you . Anyways, that's all <3

Love, that person who keeps putting the small bags of candy in your locker <3

[ParaKitty]

Dear lock,
Can you please not get stuck again? It's just really scary when you do.
Thanks,
K (not the one cheetah's talking about)

[Penndragon]

Dear Celia,
Can't you just leave him alone? I don't see why you have to cut into our business. He likes me not you. If you keep this up, it will makes this awkward between all three of us. Not just you and me or you and him. You won't attract his attention like this. So please, just leave us to our business!

Love, Jo

[noodle cat]

dear joseph,
babe you cant have a stroke
everytime i say "i love you" k ?
thats bad lol.
-love emmie

[ScottishWolfy]

Beloved brother,

I know that now you're a teenager you don't want to spend that much time with me, or talk to me, or hang about with me during school because you have your own friends now. And I'm fine with that. But please, at least once, act like I'm more to you than just an inconvenience.
Your whole life I have cared for you and watched your back, and I'll continue to do so till my heart stops beating. Remember my reputation in primary? That I was as ruthless as a mother bear guarding her cubs if you ever got hurt? I'm still like that, even if you don't notice. Sometimes I think you hate me, the way you glare at me when I ask you something or other, until the times you'll lay beside me and play on your iPad silently. It's times like those that I hope you still love me as much as I love you.
I'm sorry if my constant chatting about Avengers and DrawCast and the books I'm currently reading annoys you, but that's just me. I hope you understand that you and Mum are the closest things in my heart and that everything I do, I do for you.

I love you,
Your dearest sister

[lucas.]

dear r,

i love every second with you. heck, i love you! i know you may not be interested in men and it does hurt. all i ever see you with is girls. hyperactive girls. i kinda act like one, you know. i honestly don't know how i even developed feelings for you. you have homophobic jokes. whenever you say them, i can't be near you, but i honestly want to be. i try my hardest to do so, but it's quite hard. i'm glad we're friends..but can't we be more than that? please?
you cheered me up after a breakup of a guy you never even met. you don't even know im homosexual! i just wanted to thank you for being there with me and...
i love you.
- lucas

[demonimpala67]

Dear ---------,

How. Dare. You. How could you keep such a secret from me? Everyone knows he is MY CAT. You all thought he was dead, for a WEEK! You buried a cat that you thought was HIM! As far as everyone knew, Tigger, my baby, was dead. Everybody knew, except me! The one who cares about him the most! How could you do that? You think you were doing what was best, but it hurts me. You have just shattered my trust. You have kept secrets from me, about my cats, TWICE now. I told you the first time, not to do it again. That didn't really stop you. If he really had been dead, and you kept the secret from me, it would still have hurt. Even now that you have told me "Hey, we though your cat was dead, but he is alive, everything is normal!", I still feel very betrayed. I was denied my right to know what was going on. I can't... I can't talk to you now. If I do, the only things I will say will be extremely hurtful. I can't believe you. If I can't trust any of you to tell me what's going on, how am I supposed to trust anybody at all? We are FAMILY. We are supposed to be able to trust each other. BUT I CANT TRUST YOU!! You didn't tell me! I talked about him earlier today, and you didn't say ANYTHING! That was your chance! That's as good as lying, in my book! You have failed me!

Now what am I supposed to do? Just forget it? I can't. Not that. Not from you. I don't trust you anymore... I can't trust anyone. My entire family believed he was dead, AND NOBODY SAID ANYTHING!
You may think that I'm fine, but stabbing me in the heart would hurt less then the secret you kept...



Next time something happens, you WILL tell me, and I will be the one to do the burying.

[Taako]

Dear ______,
Hey, hey there. Remember when we said "sisters to the end"? When we said that we would be lifelong friends? Together through thick and thin? Yeah... I remember, too. I also remember wiping away your tears, saving your life (literally), and catching you when you fell. You know what else I remember? Trusting you enough to let you in. Opening up. And getting shut down for being "too sad". Remember when I was perfectly fine? When my smiles were always honest? I don't. They haven't been for over four years, and you didn't know me well enough back then. But I'm a fantastic liar. I can fake the best smile, even get it to reach my eyes, and nobody will know that it is anything but genuine. What about that time I stood with you instead of the girl who introduced us? What of the time I helped you get through your family issues? Your other issues? How about when I tolerated you using my shoulder and never reciprocating? I helped you with so much, and you know it. Yet, now that you have a real smile, and a great therapist, and better friends who are prettier and laugh more, I'm left in the dust. Cast aside like what I truly became to you: dead weight. Did you ever stop to consider that maybe I wasn't becoming sadder, just that I was being more honest with you? No, it didn't occur to you. I've lost so much that I should know better by now.
Well, guess what? When I contacted you, and you said you still wanted to be friends, I felt a bit better. Yet, you haven't acknowledged me since then. But, don't worry. I know better now. I know to always have that smile up. I know that I should no longer let anyone in. If I don't tell them anything, then my secrets will remain safe. Nobody has to know about how I really feel; if I say I'm doing great, and they don't know who I truly am, then they have no reason to not believe me. Nobody needs to know how much I truly relate to some music. Is it wrong to lie with your eyes? Because I'm going to do that for as long as I live, since I've become so great at it.
I'm glad you left before I could really open up to you. Before I could spill my secrets out. I didn't even tell the people I trusted most them, ever, and I never will. That's what diaries are for.
Enjoy your life. Please, forget about me. It'll be best for both of us, and maybe then I can't ever hurt you again. If everyone stays away from me, I'll be fine. I won't have the chance to open up. I really wish I could tell E. about everything, but I'm not going to. She's a genuinely happy person, and I can see it in her eyes. In the way she carries herself. I'm not going to be the one to ruin that for her.
Stay away from me. Please. Can't you see how much it hurts me to not be able to hug you? Don't you see the light slowly fading from my eyes? Oh, that's right, you can't. Nobody can. I still love you, and I always will. Even through the pain you've caused me, I always have. Au revoir, mon petit chou.