Dear Maisie,
What is it?
What is it that you want? What is it that makes me want to be friends again? What is it with you?
Are you going to talk to me or not? Do you like me or hate me? Do you want to be my friend?
Nona told me what you said about me. You said, "yeah, I'll talk to her soon. Maybe during softball season."
You asshole. What the actual fuck is wrong with you. You can't do shit like this to me. You also told her weeks ago that you wanted me to apologize because I called you fake! Fuck that!
You know what you did was wrong, you know you lied! I have been waiting and thinking of you, and all you have to say is that you'll talk to me when you get to it? Fuck you. You treat me like shit. I am done with this, and you. I am alone, and all I want is a friend back. And you know that, you must see me sit alone.
When you get around to it, go fuck yourself, Maisie.
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A Single Starling
Teen FictionA teenage girl decides to write unsent letters to her friend whom she is not on speaking terms with.
