Dear Bully, I forgive you

Letter 9

Dear Bully,

I still can't believe you were my best friend.

We used to have so much fun.

We would go to the park and go on the swings, well, you would go on the swings and playfully tease me because I was still too short to get on it properly. Then you would get off and carry me onto the swing and push me back and forth while I was giggling at you to stop cause' I was getting too high. Sometimes you would purposely make me fall and I would fall off the swing and you would catch me just in time.

Right now I would do anything for those moments to be replayed again just for a minute.

Or maybe not. I guess the memories would be too painful to look at again.

Now whenever I go to the park and I sit on the swings like we were children, you always appear behind me and start swinging me pushing harder and harder while I was begging for you to stop. Eventually I would go too high and I would fall off.

You didn't catch me.

Not anymore.

You were always sad when I had to go back home. I was never sad because I knew I'd be seeing you again in the morning or possibly in a few hours when my parents invited your family for dinner.

All of them are still best friends you know. And they still think we are too.

But we're not.

But don't worry,
I forgive you