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

[Daffana]

Dear self,
Please do your maths homework.
Regards,
Self

[caesou]

dear teeth and/or self,

why do you have to stick out so much like bunny teeth?
and why do you have to be so yellow?

i have to get braces sometime, but i don't know when.

when i do, i'll miss my halloween.

and my teeth will hurt.

whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

~Crystal

[Eleya]

Dear ...,
Im so sorry. I feel guilty for what happened to you. I never really liked you, but only thinking that something could happen to you (and not being that sad about it) makes me to blame that it really happened. I didnt want you to get hurt. I didnt want all of this.
Im glad you are better now... I checked back daily how you are, since I felt so guilty. I could have never lived with knowing you got badly injured, because I thought (or maybe even wished?) such bad things. Again, Im really sorry! I hope you can forgive me one day...
Sincerely,
Eleya

Dear ...,
I will never be brave enough to write to you, but well, I just needed to let you know: I wish you all the best. Be strong and never give up. I hope that things will turn out good for you. That you will get well completely. My thoughts will always be with you!
If I could do anything to cheer you up, I would do. But I feel so helpless. Maybe it would make you happy to really read my words, but maybe you would just ignore them and I would feel totally useless then... So well, I wont be brave enough to send this to you anyways...
Again, I hope you get well soon!
Sincerely,
Eleya

Im sorry, I just needed to write this down... It got me down the whole day (actually the whole last week...).

[Clio.]

Dear sister,


Oh my god. Will it kill you to walk away from your stupid little Ipod for two seconds to let the dog out? You are right there for Christ's sake. You are literally three feet away, but no you make me leave my pile of homework, walk downstairs, and make me take her outside. You know I have stuff I need to get done, but no apparently my education comes second to your precious show designed for five year olds. Stop believing your entitled to be a brat because I hate to break it to you, but the world does not revolve around you.


Dear M,


Do it.

[bewitched.]

Dear H and S
No
I won't go to your party.
I won't go to the dance
you BROKE my Sonic Pen that was a gift
You wore my shirt without me knowing
Aughhh

[ParaKitty]

Dear KK,
Nice dancing while playing capture the flag. X3
~ K

Dear YV,
LADY, STOP DRAGGING ME AROUND, LET ME PULL OFF MY FLAG! I GET IT, YOU GOT ME YOU GOT ME. JUST GIVE ME A SEC TO REMOVE MY FLAG! This is freaking embarrassing. .A.
~ The girl you dragged around for quite a bit because the flag belt won't slip off when pulled

[myk]

dear ___,

wow our friendship has slowly disappeared and im surprised as one of you "best friends" you'd let it go so fast.

brooke.

[mugwart]

Dear L,

I will likely cry in the process of writing this letter, and not all of it will be pretty or what you probably want to hear, but it will be honest. You want honesty, don't you? You told me that, that you wished I'd have said something to you instead of biting my tongue. I said the same thing. It's time I stop biting my tongue, it's time at least one of us voiced what's really going on on our side of the story.

This problem seems a simple one. Maybe to you, but to me, it's crushing. Something I love was taken from me, suddenly and without proper warning or reason, and you are the one who took it. Without speaking to me of your concern, you ripped it away. But I do not hold a grudge.

When I first learned of your new role, I admittedly didn't like you. You knew that, I'm sure. You saw the messages. I was wary of what you were doing, a stranger, taking over the most important thing to me. It scared me, so I reacted negatively. I am sorry for that, I really am. Because, in the end, you didn't really ruin anything, not at first. You made it better. We didn't have many people around, but we have enough for drama to stir, for friendships to blossom... and I loved it. I love it. It brought me to some of my best friends on the planet. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for that... Truly.

I started noticing things before that, however, that I did not like. Favoritism was apparent - people were being promoted that made no sense to me. Things were slipping quickly. I didn't think you had any control, and that bothered me. Which led to you speaking to me for the first time. I know you knew I didn't like you at the time. I didn't. I didn't want another B and K, who would just abandon everything they built up to let it fall. But you didn't.

You promoted me, suddenly, and I cried. I was so happy I finally had a voice that someone would hear - though, as it turns out, I didn't really use it. You guided me through the beginning, kindly answering any and all questions, helping me deal with the people who lashed out at me because they wanted my place. Thank you, L, for doing that, for understanding. I appreciate it. Truly. You weren't what I expected, you were far beyond that. To be honest, you were pretty rad.

You became someone I heavily relied upon to keep myself breathing. This is where it gets hard. Especially late on that night when I really fell apart. I wanted everything to stop, now I can't even remember why, but you were there to stop me. No one else was. You told me about your life, we talked about space and we talked about teleportation, and I remember it so vividly because you saved my life, then, too. Just like you did when you rescued my little oasis of a community. Sometimes I wonder, if I'd done it, would I feel this much pain? Because this certainly hurts worse than that night, and this time, there is no one to block the road leading to the edge of the cliff. I think about it and lose my ability to use my lungs. My heart rate increases and my hands shake, and I panic. I was pretty awful to you in the last days that things were okay. I don't recall ever talking about you, but I probably did. I was angry - things were slipping down and down. I wasn't in a place to be a leader anymore, and I should've resigned when I realized that. Instead, I held on. Things probably ended up a lot worse this way than they would have had I resigned.

There are a lot of things I regret in life. I regret not sticking to a sport. I regret treating people the way I've treated them. I regret thoughts I've had. Right now, most of all, I regret not speaking up. I should have told you when I had a problem, but instead, I whispered to my friends about it where I thought you wouldn't see. That was terrible of me. That's no less than being a bully. You did see it, and that lead to my downfall. I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry for doing that. I hate myself so much for that. It was so foolish of me. I'm sorry.

I don't know if you'll ever believe those words, especially coming from my mouth. But I can assure you a hundred percent that I am sorry. I'm not asking for you to welcome the exile back. Omega is a place from which I've been banished, and eventually I will be able to move on, but I have to ask you for you to forgive me now while I mourn. I need you to forgive me for snapping back at you, for lashing out. I'm sorry for everything, for any damage I caused.

I wish you'd tell me how you felt all that time. From day one, when you added me to that group chat for all the staff members. I know how I felt because I remember it vividly. I felt welcome, for once. I felt like I was needed somewhere, like I was important. I was necessary for the first time, and I was overjoyed.

You are a good leader. I admire you. I admire your abilities - your ability to create amazing things, your ability to communicate in a way that is both humorous and serious at the same time. Your ability to convince me that I have something to live for, because not many people can do that.You're important to our future. Your name will be listed in some list of important people someday, I've always believed that. Rather you like me or not, or I like you, you're pretty spectacular.

I want peace, that is all. Sure, returning would be pretty amazing, but I'm not expecting that. This is my year to be happy, and I need to just let this all out... I haven't been happy in so long, and I'm ready. I'm ready to pull myself out of this mess.

I hope this had an affect to an extent. I hope you at least consider it - maybe even tell me how you feel. I'm tired of losing sleep worrying, of locking myself in my room without food or anything to drink, because I'm just so distraught by the bad blood. I'm cleaning my share of the blood up, now, and I hope you can recognize and appreciate that.

-C.

[The-Luma-Fox]

Dear Anonymous

Sorry if this bothers u. I like bananas. Just wondering if u have any. Also, this is a weird letter. Also I like chicken smoothie. Also.............. Nothing.

From foxysox

[Luckily Forgotten]

Dear ____

How could you? This is wrong. This is just so, so wrong..

...you were down, everyone knew that, but you weren't supposed to do that! You were supposed to be the one who got a lucky break and a happy ending, you're...just too kind, too nice...you don't deserve..

...I know the world's a horrible place. But it's things like this that make me not believe in a god, or any kind of karma. Because how could someone as kind and caring as you die? It's not right. None of this is. You shouldn't..

nonono. this's just wrong. all of it. it feels surreal...like a dream. but not with the darkness of a nightmare, not immediately. a subtle, waking nightmare.

you may not even realize, but i blame myself for it, in part. i tried, and succeeded in convincing W to go and look after you, even after you two split up, and then...well...i went back to those who i was normally with. Thought I'd "saved" things, just like when I convinced Talon he was working with the wrong people. I just assume that after a few things everything's gonna be alright..and then what happens? Bloodey T....he comes along, goes out with you for your body when you're at a weak stage and..

...I should've helped. But I couldn't...Or I could, but I didn't know to...I don't know which is worse.