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Dear Geneviéve
I reckon that you stopped writing about your friends, Layla and Lucas and even about Mary. There are perhaps reasons for that and I understand if you won't tell me them. But I guess that something not bad, but not good between you and them. Even if you become friends with Layla again and things are good between you and Lucas. Maybe you also feels like things are very different, not like they should be. But maybe things never was like we saw them or I'm I just writing stuff down because I feel like I should? I'm a idiot I already know that.

There are many times I think about you. An examples are when you asked me to visit during your grandma, I mean Mary was away. I actually thought about it and decided which weekend I would go. I was about to ask Scott about it to, but then something came up and then it was too late. It's a pretty lame excuse, I already know that so you don't have to remind me that I am a idiot. My behavior can't be explained and I don't know if anyone would understand. You would but im scared you won't look at me the same way if I tell you this but here we go. I can't sleep, I can't really eat and im constetly thinking about what would happened to my friends if im not near. What if they get hurt, what if they die? I can't let that happen to them, it's better if it's me. Yes I have panic attacks and that is scary. I know you have them to, I just don't know why. Maybe you someday want to tell me, that day I would listen and listen. Perhaps give you a hug or something.

My emotions should not be an excuse for not writing to you since you always seems to find time for it even if you aren't feeling like writing. Like, you are writing to me even if you are about to faint, that is really stubborn but I like it. Honestly I can't write to you because if I do I want to call you or meet you and then I can't keep all of those secrets I have. If I tell you them you might end up hurt or worse, dead. If that happens I won't be able to live with that. So I'm sorry.

Love,
your friend Stiles

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