To Zoe, a friend.
I was jealous. I'm not going to lie to you. I was jealous. I couldn't help myself. Everything was going for you. Me? Nothing was going for me. I know that doesn't give me a valid excuse but quite frankly that is the best excuse I have.
I hope you don't hate me still. I really would take any second to be with you to tell you how sorry I am about everything, everything I have done to you.
I didn't hate you, I just wanted everything you had. You had the perfect family and friends, everything you had I had always wanted. My family didn't care for me, they cared for you more than me. They wished that you were in my family and that I was out.
I think you didn't notice that though, I don't think you have ever noticed it. I did though. I am ashamed, I wasn't smart enough to notice that I shouldn't have cared about you or anybody else, I should have cared about my education so that I could have a good career, leave everybody behind.
I didn't like the idea of not being notice, never was I showered in attention, so, that was what I craved.
So I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I let jealousy get in the way. I'm sorry that I hurt you. Forgive me please, that is the only thing I ask.

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Confessions
Short Story-just letters- this is all a work of fiction, nothing more, nothing less) I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I guess jealousy got in the way of everything.