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Short Story

In which Riley writes letters to her best friend, knowing full well that the favour would never be returned.

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by Breathing_Ink

by Breathing_Ink

Dear Best Friend,

Your brother stopped by once again and told me that he was broken too and that he knew I was broken too.

I don't know why I did it but I told him how evil I was. I told him about my betrayal.

Funnily, the only thing he did was rub my back.

I cried again, Shawna.

I don't know. I don't know anything, anymore.

Please come back, Shawna. I miss you.

Lots of love,

Riley.