Dear Grace,
It's now January 1st. A new year, a new beginning, right?
What are your plans this year? I bet you'll be doing something exciting and crazy. In case nobody told you, I moved. I'm not going to tell you where I moved but it's nice and calm and far away from you. I know that may sound mean, like my skin is crawling at the very thought of being close to you but just know that even after everything that happened I still love you. In fact, I think I might love you just as much as you hate me. Don't worry, I know that you feel that way and I've accepted it over time. It helps to know that deep down, you only hate me because I revealed a side of yourself that scared you and made you doubt who you were. Just know that you can't lie to yourself forever. As I'm writing this, I'm sitting on my new front porch, looking out at the sea of identical houses and flower gardens and white picket fences. Everything is so neat and quiet, almost like the calm before the storm. The type of storm that knocks you off your feet and steals your heart, leaving you hurt and all alone. Of course, there's that moment in every storm when you go outside and let the rain fall down on you, arms spread open wide and you don't stop and worry about catching a cold or messing up your hair because in that moment, you feel on top of the world, like nothing can ever bring you down. I know there won't be another storm like that here because you're gone but sometimes I just look out the window for a sign that there ever was a storm. Just a simple sign that just for a moment, you came out in the rain and danced with me, just us against the world, dancing in the rain.
Love, Bethany x
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Dear Grace,
Novela JuvenilDear Grace, Today's December 1st. A new year, a new beginning, right? Bethany has left her town and the girl she loves behind and she isn't coping too well. She decides to write letters to Grace about her new life as she tries to let go of her pas...
