Beth: I was getting the last box in my room when a flying paper airplane flew into my room. It was a letter. The letter read:
Dear Beth,
I want you to read all the way to the end. Please. The first time I met you, I didn't want to talk to you. When they said I had to show around a new girl, I thought that she would be annoying and talkative. But no. It was different. It was special. It was something. All of my friends and I liked you. You aren't annoying and dumb. Like all the other girls that tried to be our friends. You didn't just fit in with us. You were our stem. You kept all of us together and never got mad. I don't like you. I love you. I love your smile and your funny personality. There's one million other reasons to explain that but this is a letter. Every letter needs an ending. This is how ours is gonna end. Even though you might not like me. I do. I will think of you every night and won't stop. All I really want you to know is: I will miss you.
Sincerely,
Connor Franta❤️
I was crying. A Lot. I didn't even notice that the letter took me an hour to read. When I looked out my window I saw Connor on his bed. Crying
