To: Beauty
I'm glad I didn't scare you away.
I don't want to scare you away.
And hopefully this won't.
You want to know why I call you Beauty?
Well, this is why.
Everything was going wrong one day.
The day, my thoughts got the best of me.
"Your parents hate you."
"Everyone thinks your a waste of space."
"You're such a fucking quitter."
"You stupid idiot, can't you do anything right!?"
"Why would you just give up?!"
"All that hard work, for what? Nothing."
"Your not welcome here anymore."
"You're just going though a faze. You'll get over it."
"Kill yourself, then people might actually start to care about you."
I punched 3 lockers that day.
Also got detention, and a late on a assignment.
That day I was pretty much planning out my death.
I was gonna jump off a cliff and land into the rocky ocean.
I only lived about 20 minutes away from it.
But before I left school to go do that, I went to my locker.
And that's when I found your letter.
When I saw it, I didn't know what to think.
Death threat?
Sorry note?
Love letter?
No, it was a letter from a girl who wanted to tell me she was brave enough to write me a letter.
To be honest, your letter made me laugh in hysterics.
I laughed, till I cried.
People looked at me weird, but at that point I didn't really care.
Your letter actually made me happy.
All that day I was thinking of negatives and how I was going to kill myself, while you were trying to work up the courage to put that damn letter in my locker.
Because of you and your letter, I am here today.
You saved me, and for that I am forever grateful.
So, this is why Beauty.
It's because you are the def. of beauty, to me.
Thank you.
- Finn
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Short StoryDef.; Short for definition "I think these letters will heal the both of us, I guess you can say."