Dear Birthday Twin,
I remember the day I met you, something that won't fade from my memory. You have done the impossible at such a young age. Normally a child of the age of 5, a reckless fetus you were, a average 5 yr old would never do the things you did for me. The jokes we made were the best, nobody understood us. But, we understood each other, it was like we were meant to be. Everyone hated me back in Elementary School, but you didn't? Why? How? I'd cry during class or outside during recess, then I would see you running towards me, you would comfort me. I would never open up to you, but you were okay with that, and told me those words. Ravaging kids would surround me, call me names, and laugh at me because of who I was, what I looked like, and the hobbies I enjoyed doing. You never did that. Why not? I thought it was a normal thing to be harassed on a daily basis. But, you..gave me purpose. During the time I thought of suicide. When I told you this, you were on the edge of breaking into tears, I never knew someone cared for me so much. I never thought of it much at the time, a dumb kid I was. In grade 3, you moved away..I still don't know why, you never told me. That one hopeless night I cried my fucking eyes out. Overtime I look back to that moment it hurts me even more. To be honest with you, I can't forgive you for that. If you were still here with me I would ask you.. "Can we..start again?". I bet the answer would be no..Birthday Twin. You scare me.
Sincerely,
DatWolfyz
