Friendship Letter For Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

' Dear Justin ! If you are reading this letter , make sure mom doesn't see you , because you are the only one who will know what I really have to say . All the time that we have spent together was the thing that lessened my sadness in that horrible place because I knew that I would always have a friend that would support me regardless of what happens . You were more than just a brother to me , you were my teammate , my best friend , the only one with whom I could share my worries with . Thank you for being my brother !

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."

He opened it and read the letter about five times. Lex, I know when you find this you might already know that I am not in the house. I thought this would be an easier goodbye. From henceforth we shall meet as a student and teacher and I want to thank you for the times we spent, they were magical. You must know that I genuinely and wholeheartedly wish you the best.

The message read, Dear Christina, You’re the best friend that I’ve ever had, and the best friend that anyone would ever hope to have. You brought happiness into my life at a time when I was in despair and thought that I would never ever see even a glimpse of happiness, and for that, I will be eternally grateful. You tried your best to help me out of that horrific place I called home, and I do not take that for granted. I’ve tried as much as I can to bear the situation at home, but it gets worse by the day, so I’ve decided to run away.

“I’m glad you’re still here .” “Me too,” I said happily. “I'm so happy you had a change of heart. Since my father is your closest friend, I understand that it must be difficult for you, but I am confident that all will work out in the end. The past few weeks spent with you have been the happiest of my life. Now that I've gotten to know you as my best friend, I can't even begin to picture what it would be like if you weren't the first person I contacted whenever I felt pleased, sad, furious, or anything else. Even though it's wild and not at all where either of us intended it to go, I don't regret where it's ended up. .”

Friendship is a priceless treasure to me. If the bond is established sincerely, it will never be lost in time. Whenever and wherever I will always remember and miss you, Yes, you are my best friend. And now it crossed my mind to apologize to Febri, Egi, Agung or Fauzi, those who used to sincerely love me and I never ignored them. Karma, sometimes I think is this my karma? But not because of my relationship with friends but my first love was just friendship and normal young people's feelings without any words of free sex and inappropriate actions.

"Thank you Josh, you are the best friend anyone could wish for" "Thank you Ami, I will do my best". And thought, I have to, because a friend is all I can ever be to you.

Ella said "I hope you are right," I replied, and then I sighed. "Thank you for being my best friend, Ella. I don't know what I would have done without you in my life all these years. You have always been there for me since we were in the fifth grade, and I want you to know I am so grateful for you," I said

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?

Lovingly Yours, Friend