A Letter To My Best Friend Novels & Stories

I opened it and it read thus: “As you might have observed, my partner is an early bird, so there is a high chance of us not seeing each other before we go on our separate journey. I am missing you already and I hope you are missing me as well as you read this letter. Make sure you come back alive as I still need you, my best friend. I wish you a safe and fruitful journey.” -Tasha.

"What are you doing standing there?" I smiled at her, grateful for the interruption. "Nothing Zero," I replied. "I was just taking in the cool of the evening breeze while thinking about a few things." "Ah," she said, nodding. "So, what were you thinking about?" I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I wanted to share my thoughts with her. But then I decided to confide in her. Zero was my best friend, after all. "Eva," I said, looking at her. "You know the letter I received today was from her."

Very soon, I’ll gather the courage to come to you. In the same envelope was a photo of Derel smiling brightly. *Seeing you today, playing basketball was too much for my heart. Each time you threw the ball into the hoop, you threw love into my heart.* Read another note from a different envelope. In that too, was a photo of Derel playing basketball. *I really like you, but I’m too scared to meet you. You might not like me.* *Do you mind if we’re friends? Can I send a letter to you everyday?*

IT MAKES ME GIDDY INSIDE. He clears his throat, "Hey, we don't have to be so awkward to each other. Can we just move on?" Easy for him to say. I take my hands off my face. "Can I read the letter aloud?" He asks me while scanning through the letter I gave to him. "Yes! It is yours," I exclaim. He opens the letter and read it loudly while sitting beside me. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEONEL. I WISH YOU THE BEST FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY AND KNOW THAT I AM ALWAYS BE YOUR ANNOYING FRIEND THAT YOU LIKE THE MOST.

Aria’s POV “Oh, Aria,” she said, smiling sheepishly. “Don't take that to heart,” she continued, reaching out as if to brush my arm. “I was upset, emotional… you know me. I just… I miss you. You’re my best friend and you always will be.” Best friend? The words that used to anchor me once now twisted in my gut like a blade. I forced a small smile, masking the disgust churning in my stomach. She didn’t know I had her letter. She didn’t know her little game was already unraveling.

I can't be any happier and prouder of you, but I think you'll never stop amazing me and you'll probably end up astonishing me soon. I just wanted to tell you that I love you so much and I can never ask for a better best friend, because, simply, nobody can be better than you in my eyes. Even if I made a billion friends, you'll always have this special place in my heart that nobody can replace; you're simply irreplaceable. Your bestie, Mila By the time Emma finished reading the letter, her eyes were already filled with tears. She set the letter on the coffee table and tackled Mila into a bear hug, making her laugh and hug her back tightly.

Canada is a liberated country. Why am I thinking that? What if something has happened to them? I have no problem with that. We only promised each other at a young age. It was a childhood promise. He may have forgotten his promise to me. I only have to do one thing now, forget him. "We'll have to go, Melissa. I still need to write a letter about my absence tomorrow, "I said bidding goodbye. I don't want to go tomorrow. I'd rather focus on work than see him with his girlfriend. But I have to face him! I'm not a coward!

they think i'm just the sidekick) I hope you get this and write back soon. I can already tell you that i'm going to have so much to tell you about, and I cant wait to hear what you have to tell me. I'm looking forward to it! Love you, Baby Girl, (your most best-est best friend ever!) -Ty

A beautiful friendship displayed, a bond like no other not hidden and true happiness shown through our eyes. There's a deep meaning behind this picture, this is the picture I cried over, I'd looked it over so many times because I was calling out to him, wanting him to come back, wanting him to come back to me. My best friend. I take a seat on one of the steps, grabbing a hold of the many letters on the floor. There are dfferent coloured envelopes with different types of style writing yet his words. Oh God his words. He'd written to me but how is it possible that I never saw none of these?

I don't think I'd be able to live through that kind of pain, but my best friend is strong. I knock on her door and go into her room, she's on her bed with a pen and paper on her lap. “Hey, what are you up to?” I asked her as I went to sit by her side. “I thought I would write a letter to Morana, thanking her for taking such good care of Luna and explaining to her why we can't be there and also to tell Luna that we love her.” Her voice catches on her last sentence and I can tell that none of this is easy for her.