I know what you're saying, what is this letter for now. Highschool. I am terrified of highschool. It's not because of the school part. I'm good at that.
But what if it happens again? What if I lose my best friend again? I know that she won't try to, but did the first one try? What if it's me, what if I'm the one who can't keep things? What if I am the one who destroys ?
I don't think I can handle it again, but you're right I got out the first time? But what if this time there is no one to break my shell? What if no one can save me from myself?
I know I'll make it through it, I always have. But what if I make it through alone? Everything is always great before it's destroyed. Cities are prosperous before they're overcome. I am at a good time in my life, but in the back of my head I am waiting to watch it all be taken away.
That girl that made me feel like I was nothing, in sixth grade is still in the back of my mind waiting for freshman year. She is still there telling me that patterns repeat themselves and that I am the kind of person everyone wants to be around, but no one wants to STAY around.
Maybe I'm a drama queen, isn't that what we call girls who make something out of nothing? But what if this time it's real?
I'm so sorry to bring all these thoughts to the front of your head, but I am good at what ifs. You are good at taking the optimism I've built and breaking it into shards of broken hope.
I don't know if I'm ready to change again, I just got on my feet and back to skipping.
Sincerely,
Yourself
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