Letter 31

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Dear Grey,

Ms. Ham told us to write an apology letter to the person whom we have done something very crummy.

Out of words I peeked at my seatmate's note and it said,

Mom,

Sorry for shoplifting on your best friend's store. And please don't ask me what it is.

Well, that's not really exactly what my seatmate wrote down but it's somewhat close enough.

That really made me laugh.

So yeah. I need to sleep. I need to preserve my beauty so I need to sleep early.

-g.b

{ a slip of paper unconciously placed }

Dear Grey,

I am a bastard. Really.

I let go of someone like you.

I let go of someone every girl have wished for.

I am trying to be happy as much as possible.

But I can't when I have done something very bad than killing a person —

And that's for breaking your heart.

So Sorry. Sorry for dissapointing you. Sorry for letting go that string we used to have. Sorry for telling you lies. Sorry.
Sorry for everything, Grey.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. And Sorry.

I can't stop saying sorry because i know it's not enough.

Besides saying Sorry, I also wanted you to know to be happy and find someone who you know that will be the source of that —

And not the one like me ,

who gave up and at the end, will write a crappy letter,

regretting everything.

Ps. And by some time, i hope you'll read this and my other letters just to tell you that i really love you so much.

-   </3

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