About Katie: Yes, her real name is Katie. I'm pretty sure she does not have a Wattpad, but if she does I'm still probably safe because I know a million girls names Katie. Anyhow, she's a grade above me and I met her last year when I was sitting at lunch on the first day of school. I'd love to tell you the whole story, but I won't because lots of her friends have wattpad and will recognize the story. She's awesome and fun, and she's the first person ever to invite me to a birthday party.
Dear Katie,
You are the first real, true friend I made at my new school. You were kind, creative, and you laughed a lot. I wasn't use to being treated like I was already a friend the first time I sat with you. You and your friends were welcoming, even when I didn't pay attention to the conversation, and even when I was shy and fidgety and weird. It took almost a week for me to finally start talking to you and everyone else. That year was an emotional roller coaster for me, but lunch was always my favorite subject because of you guys. You're the ones who broke me out of my shell.
You have always been kind, inventive, and inviting to everyone, even me. I don't have any idea in the world why you'd befriend someone like me, a freak, a weirdo, someone who can't have a conversation with a stranger without wanting to cry and run away. You're the first one I ever told about my anxiety. I still can't believe I told anyone. I still can't believe you didn't shun me. You even told me you have anxiety too, I found that hard to believe, but I'm not one to doubt, since I barely know how to express the simplest kinds of emotions and gratitude.
I don't know why I'm telling you all this now, but you're one of my best friends, and you'll always be the first one I tell if something happens. It's probably not worth the paper it's written on, but thank you. Thanks for dealing with my stupidity and awkwardness for two years.
Sincerely, 'the new girl'
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RandomThis isn't a story, just a collection of letters to people. Sounds strange? Yeah I know. Let me tell you a little story: Once upon a time, there was me. I was very messed up, in many ways. I had anxiety, depression, and suicidal thoughts. But, then...
