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Dear Them,

You abandoned me in my time of need.

I first started to talk to you when we were in the seventh grade. When people asked who you were, we always said that you were the short boy with the colored hair. We wernt the closest of friends until eighth grade, when you came out that you wanted to be a girl, and that you didn't feel comfortable in your body. We were the ones that have you enough courage to wear a bra to school, and when you did, everyone accepted you. After that, we forgot all of who you were, and focused at who you were becoming. I gave you my clothes that were too small, and our "leader" taught you how to use makeup. We threw you a three person birthday party and all was well. Despite your polite look, you always caused drama. The main incident is when you talked about our "leader" behind her back, and your boyfriend took drunk photos of our conversation, sending them to her and losing all the respect she had for all of us out the window. She later forgave me and him, but never you. In the middle of the summer after 8th grade, I lost my home and you offered a place for me to stay. I stayed in your room and told you that if you had a problem with me sleeping in there, that I could move into the next room over. You had a problem with it, but never told me. Your mom always frustrated you, but I can see why. She is the craziest person I've ever met. She blamed me for kicking her dog across the room, when I have a dog of my own. She knew I would never hurt a living creature, but blamed me anyway, just to get us out of her house after she said she would do everything to keep me off the streets. We had an argument about your problem a few days before, and you said I was homeless because my parents couldn't buy me a pair of converse. Everything you said that night was an excuse to get me out of your room, even though I said that I would leave if you told me to. We moved out and we never really talked much after that. I hope your doing ok though. In the last few months, you've only said hi once. That's ok though.

Be who you want to be, and don't let others tell you who you are. I'm still here if you ever need someone to talk to.

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