Mary Kate would like you to know that she's having a very hard time

This is my story. It will contain rants, sappy letters, crappy stories, ASDFGHJKL moments, and the all together recollection of my hilariously loser-ish life.


38. Dear Amanda

Dear Mandy,

 Hey Murnder! I guess I should start this off by saying the following, **Ehem** You scared the shit out of me as a sixth grader who wanted to be your friend. I'm not kidding. It's not like you were so tough or imposing that you actually scared me, it was just that you talked to everyone! And everyone liked you! And well...No one liked me. You talked to the girl I'm still terrified of, you talked to Bekah who was one of the only people who was nice to me. You were my type of person, but yet you were also majorly athletic and sportsy, which confused me. Any ways, Now we're here! You are one of the most amazing people I have ever met in my entire life, You're my best friend, I steal your sweatshirts when I go to your house (And you let me, which I appreciate), Anytime I need you you're always there, and I hope you know I'll do the same for you anytime you may need me. I know you may like Malak or Bekah more than me, but to me you're my best friend, and I wouldn't trade you for the world. You're going to a different highschool, which gives me nightmares. You're going to be so far away, I'll never see you in class anymore, or in the halls, or at lunch, or even walking in the building. I depend on you for laughter during the days when I haven't had any,  For your laugh that I love, but you hate, Even just for the smallest smile. Now, I won't have that. You're going to be miles away in a big school where any number of people could replace me. I mean come on, it's pretty easy to replace a booky-nerd-unathletic-walrus-with-no-limbs kind of person like me. I hope you don't forget a about me though, that would kill me more than when the other girls left me, there would be a piece of me missing, because it would forever be with you. I don't think that's going to happen though, I mean we talk every day, I go to your house what seems like every other weekend, and you've become like the sister I never had. I know things haven't been anymore easy for you than they've been for me, but somehow you go on. I don't know how, or even why, but you do. I can't even begin to imagine what my life is going to be like without you in it. Probably very, very lonely. I'll have to survive though, because if I won't see your smile again. Right now you have an obsession with getting me my first kiss, which I don't understand, and getting me to accept the crush I have, I don't know why you care so much, about me, but you do, and I love you for that. I'll see you tomorrow, and I can't wait to steal the sweatshirt agai- *ehem* I mean I can't wait to talk to you again...Yep.

Love Always,

Mary Kate

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