Dear Henry,

Henry 9

I woke up as you today, Henry.

I wanted to just go back to sleep, I didn't want to do anything more. But my selfishness took over.

I wanted to see into your life. This is what I wanted the first day I met you.

I could finally have my wish, to help you.

Maybe I could fix what I did.

I looked around your room for anything, everything that could help fix you and Milo's friendship.

To get you to look at him.

I went into your phone, and then to you and Jayden's messages.

There was so many things that I could use against him there.

The N slur, slurs toward Mexicans and Asians.

This guy is a fucking dick. What made you like him Henry?

He's nothing like you.

He's manipulative, and abusive, and racist. I packed your bag, and went to school. I have one mission in mind.

Fix what I broke, while I still can.

When I got to school, I walked over to your friends.

"We don't want to talk to you right now." One of them said before I could even speak.

"Can I just show you guys something?" I said.

"What is it?" One of them asked.

I showed them all the messages, and pictures, between you and Jayden.

I know that this was not my place, but I couldn't let you suffer for my actions.

"This is real? Jayden really said this stuff?" They all looked shocked, and disgusted.

"I was gonna break up with him after his birthday, but then I ended up getting with Milo, and yeah. I feel like shit for it, but I just can't handle the abuse, and toxicity from Jayden anymore."

"Can you guys forgive me?"

"Of course we can. The only reason we were upset is because Jayden said that you hit him, and cheated, and called him all kinds of names."

"I would never do that to anyone!"

"Well yeah, we get that now. It was him doing these things."

They all said sorry for the way they had been acting, and they all said they should have gotten your side first.

You need to learn to speak up Henry.

Now for Milo.

You sit next to him in most of your classes. It wasn't hard to talk to him.

"Henry, please listen, I am so sorry about what I did. I barely remember anything from the last three days. Please forgive me. You're my best friend, I don't want us to not be friends anymore."

"It's okay, Milo, I forgive you."

He hugged you. Well me, but you.

I feel so bad for messing up in his body, now he has that guilt.

I hope I lifted it. Even if only a little.

You guys should go out. I can tell you like Milo.

But I won't make that decision for you, you can make it yourself.

I realize it is not my place to do these things.

So I'm leaving soon.

I only have a few more days in this town anyways.