(From the friends point of view)
I realized I had messed up. Although we had been friends for many years now, I hadn't noticed. Or better said, I did subconsciously realize it, but I hadn't acted. I had to go apologize before it was to late. Before she would never forgive me.
I speedily drove over to her house. When I arrived I didn't see her car, thus I still decided to ring the door bell. After a few minutes passed and no one had answered, I checked if the door was locked. As I pushed down the handle, the door swung inwards. I peered into the house, which had always seemed so welcoming, but now as I entered the atmosphere was thick and sinister.
As I was about to go upstairs to her room, I noticed three letters laying on the door mat. The first one addressed to me. For some reason the sight off these sent a shiver down my spine. I quickly picked it up and read it.
Dear Malory,
This is my goodbye. It's not your fault.
I paused. I already had a bad feeling. I suspected where this was going.
As I once again sped down the streets, the incidents of today flashed through my mind.
"Do you notice the fake smiles?!"
"Your always so pessimistic!"
Ohh god, what had I done!My intentions of going over had been to apologize and to get my friend back, but now I realized the situation was much more serious. Not only was our friendship at sake, but her life, and although her letter had said it wasn't my fault, I couldn't help to think otherwise.
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The calm before the storm
PoesiaHi, a poetess here. This will be a book with poems/ short stories in it. The pieces will have at least two parts to them. Some may have a happy ending/ message, however most will probably have a sad ending/ message. I called this book "The calm be...
