Dear, Corey Ledbetter
I fucking love and I hate you. You fucked up my brain in more ways than one. At first, I hated your guts, then I was your best friend, and now you make me shiver every time I think about you. This all started in 4th grade when you would pull on my braids in music class whilst sitting behind me, slapping me on the back of the neck, and kicking me in the back of the knees. I returned by pushing you, hiding your books in other peoples desk, and an occasional kick in the balls. In 5th grade, we started to get more acquainted with each other and became best friends. We soon started to play pranks on other people together, such as half-assing our way through spitballs. Then there was that fateful day that you told me you liked me at our schools fun Friday. Sadly our happy little relationship came crashing down two days later when you told me you were moving. The last time I saw you was December 2, 2015. I love you because you made me feel good feelings, but I hate you because you took that away from me. So I just wanted to tell you to fuck yourself and I love you.
Sincerely, Maleah Ndiaye
