13 / letter to a person you miss the most
Dear Old Olivia,
I miss you the most. I miss your little pigtails and toothy smiles. I miss your carefree smiles and your squeals of glee. I miss your warm personality and the happiness that radiated whenever someone got near you, anybody could feel it, and I miss that. I miss your friendly personality and loving nature. I miss your perspective on life and your positive thoughts, and I miss the way you looked at the bright side of the darkest day. I miss your drive and want to become a better person and do something important with your life. I miss your upbeat attitude and energy. I miss the way you’d crack a joke and the room would fill up with giggles, chuckles and big hearty laughs. I miss you.
I miss the old Olivia. I hate this Olivia. And I don’t want to but I can’t help it. I miss you and the times you were still alive. I feel like the old Olivia is dead. And that’s the Olivia I actually liked. The Olivia who loved life and had bright positive thoughts. Not this Olivia whose thoughts revolve more around her own self-destruction than anything. I just want you to come back, I want you to light that little glow in me that you used to carry around deep in you. If you’d just light it a bit, I promise I’ll nourish it, I’ll really try this time, I promise.
Love,
Olivia (the bad one)
xoxo
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Unspoken
Teen FictionSixteen-year old Olivia Grey has gotten the idea of writing letters. Every letter addressed to a different person and in those letters she’ll tell all, she’ll be brave and courageous and she’ll get everything off her chest and then when she’s done...
