Happy Birthday Letter Friend Novels & Stories

He's already drunk, so he's been a little tipsy. On the sidelines, I saw smiles and positive vibes from my friends. I was inspired to write a song that I will dedicate to my grandmother. It is, of course, her birthday, but it is also the birthday of others important to me. If this is the final song to be performed, I'd like you to know that you're a significant part of my life. And if there's anything more I'd like to say, it's this: I'd want to claim that you've added color to the world.

A folder named for me. ‘For Ashley.’ Inside was a letter, dated May 25th, 2025. ‘Dear Ashley, If I ever get the chance to see you again, I would say these words to you. I would tell you that you were the best friend I ever had, even though you never accepted me. I would tell you that you were the best sister a girl could have, even though you never wanted me to say so. I would tell you that you were my icon. My role model, even though you failed me more than once.

Not when her eyes fell on the last words of the letter. “I don’t think you’ll be happy when you actually meet me. But, I think it's okay. You will always be my best friend. Even if you hate me one day, when you find out who I am. Come back safe, I'll be waiting. See you soon, my penpal friend.” God, she was much stupider than she thought.

I ran to my phone thinking Zack had sent me a birthday I smiled when I realised it was from my best friend Mila. Mila has been the greatest friend of all time. She never missed wishing me a happy birthday no matter when or where. I wasn't used to celebrating my birthday but she made that day special for me. We spend most of the day chatting, gisting, gossiping, spending money, and more. We didn't have to go to any special place to celebrate the birthday. I waited the whole day for Zack's call or even a message but still didn’t see any of it. I was disappointed. Then his call came through telling me to meet him.

He also left me a letter that I read when I got home. "Man, if you're reading this then I'm dead. That sucks. I'm hoping you're in your sixties when you get this but I got a feeling that if you're getting what I wanted you to have, it's a lot earlier. I can't tell you what you meant to me. For the first time in my life I had a friend. A friend that didn't give a damn about how much I had or what I could do for him, but a guy who just wanted to hang out, maybe fish and have a few beers.

I hoped I could see further than this considerate person he was, someone that was the polar opposite of the husband I had come to know. "Well...I guess I deserve an award for being your first friend." I said, breaking the silence. "Yeah, and probably the first person I would be celebrating my birthday with, apart from my family." He said with a small smirk, then resumed looking around. I wasn't even sure I had groceries. "Your birthday?" He nodded. "Looks like you are out of groceries, so...instead of going on a shopping spree, what do you think of...going on a trip for my birthday? I have always wanted to go on a trip for my birthday...with a friend."

with this view, you don't need motivational speakers to encourage you to work hard. "Happy birthday" I heard someone say, I turned to see that it was Lucas, I was surprise to see Lucas standing there, smiling and holding on to Beatrice. for once I forgot the view while I try to process what What is going on. "Happy birthday best friend" Beatrice said as she ran to give me a tight hug. I almost forgot, today is of course its my birthday. I always forget anyways. "thanks" I replied unsure of how he knew it was my birthday.

A message was so much more than a few letters mashed together. Merry Christmas. I hope you are having a good day. I wanted to reach out again and tell you how sorry I am for what happened. If you want to talk about it, I’m here. I know I rushed things. I had a great time hanging out with you and I really hope there is a way we can be friends. I promise to keep my hands and other parts to myself. Call or text anytime. I’m happy to talk about that or Aphrodite or anything else. Enjoy your break.

“Daughter, I'm sorry for being this absent father, ok? Only I always loved you! - Gosh, dad, you are my hero, I love you too.” “Hey, leave room for me! Friend, I'm sorry for everything and I wish you happiness, you deserve it, I ask you to grow a lot and conquer your dreams. “Laís, your friendship is worth a lot and don't forget me because I won't forget you and when I miss league, see?— I'll let you!

Dear Max, I'm sorry I haven't been writing to you for a while. It's been really busy, and I didn't think you would want to read about my boring life. Anyway, I know it's your birthday in a couple of weeks, and I didn't think my letter would get to you on time if I wrote it next week, so I thought I would do it now, and then you would also receive your birthday card to open on the day if you chose to. If not, it's okay; I won't be offended.