Guilt

Letter to myself pt. 1

Dear 6 year old,

You will not understand now. I know that in days of childhood you don't cherish their every smile. You don't need to. You are happy, raised by jokes and laughter. Your friends are happy to. Smiling faces, funny jokes.

Soon, it will change. Soon the happiness and the laughter of your friends, will be replaced by depression and hate.

The days you spend laughing with your friends end.

The joyous,happy girls you know,

Will be gone.

By the time your twelve you will be surrounded by new friends.

Believe me it hurts.

This is the start of pain and tears.

One day you will say goodbye to happiness.

So go back to happy times.

Remember your friends jokes. Thought out years they will disappear.

Remember the laughter.

You don't hear it anymore.

Gather enough of that joy to last your life.

You will need it.

-Lexi