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.


21. To the boy who left me behind

Dear Matt.

           Hey Mattchew. I don't really know what to say. I know I want to talk to you really really badly, but you keep ignoring me. I also know that I worked for years on our friendship, and you threw it away like it was nothing. Ok let me start from the beginning...well...sort of. It's Mrs.Jacobson's 4th grade class,and I'm sat across from  a boy who I've never really met before, whose name is Matt P. (Just the initial so no one stalks him) Long Long Long story short, we have alot of the same interests, so we start hanging out together at recess. Skip forward a few years and we are at Central Middle School. Yay. Anyway I stayed after school one day for an extra lesson with Ms. Stokes for math, and you were at Home Work club so we ended up on the same bus. So I was sitting by myself as usual, and you said, and I quote, "Psst! Mary Kate!" From behind me "Come sit by me!" You said as you moved over to the window seat to make room for me. So I did, and you said "I wish we could hang out more, we live close enough together", and I said "Well the Redman twins go to Thortons all the time, Wanna go after we both get home?" So you said yes, and we went together that day and we sat by the pond and drank slushies while singin- I mean butchering Adele songs. Getting to the point, for a while we went to Thortons every day after school, and we sat by the pond together drinking slushies and making eachother feel better about crappy things that were happening. And then you started getting annoyed with me, so I stopped coming by your house after school. And then you deleted my number, so I stopped texting you. And then you stopped recognizing my existence at school. I don't think you know what that actually did to me. You were my best friend, my middle school crush, the person I depended on. Now I don't know whats going on with you. I know that you don't like me anymore, and that you would rather be alone than talk to me. So thanks for that Matthew. I think I'm done trying, and just done being the pathetic friend that you forgot about that didn't get the message.


                                                                                       Mary Kate.

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