Letter For A Good Friend Novels & Stories

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.

“Listen to me, baby. I’m going to be back soon, I promise. I wish I had words to explain to you how sorry I am for not being there this weekend. You need to know that I’m away for you. I can’t explain it over a message, but I’m doing this because it’s the right thing for you. Please, just trust me on that. I truly care about you and promise I’ll make it up to you. I swear. See you soon.” The message ended and I wished I hadn’t listened to it. There were tears in my eyes and an ache in my chest. My letter was still clutched in my hand. This was exactly why I hadn’t wanted to hear from him. As determined as I had been when I walked in, I was confused now. What the hell was I supposed to do?

com To: clara.walsh@edu.org Subject: Hello love, How do you feel? If it's any worse than I do, then I suggest that you have someone around to keep you company. The elections are usually like this. There is still hope for both of us. May the best man win. Note- I'm sending this as a friend, there is no need to burn it like you burn anything belonging to me… or whatever connects us in general. Be good. —Lucas.

It had my name scribbled on it. Picking it up from the table, I unwrapped an opened it. A letter. It was a letter. Weird. Who still writes letters and waybill them these days? "Dear sir, I wish you a day filled with joy, smile and laughter. I know I won't be able to stop or end the pain you're feeling. I only wish I can. You're as important to me as even my own life. And that's why I must encourage you to please move forward. Stop hurting and try to get better. Remember, there's someone here looking up to you; me. I miss you so much. Love you xoxo.

Hey Jack, You are reading this letter, meaning I am not around you anymore. It’s funny when you come to think of it, we have been living under the same roof for so long but when it came to leaving, I don’t have the guts to face you and say my final goodbye. So I am writing you a letter, a letter that represents my cowardice. Thank you for giving me your friendship and the care that came along. I never realized that I had grown used to your care until now. You remember that night on the balcony you asked me ‘How you were portrayed in my eyes.’ I would like to answer that again,

I asked hopefully, making her roll her eyes with a dismissive hand and laughter. "We'll just have to see bout that. Who knows... maybe, just maybe, you might convince me!" She says, playfully, making me chuckle. "Good. I promise I will take good care of you if you join my team." I hugged her tightly, thanking the gods for such a good friend in my life. I took off, went shopping on my own, and then had a great lunch in one of Brooks' chain restaurants, enjoying the solitude as I sorted a few emails on my device.

“Dear Nadia, I apologize for the wrong things I will do to you even when I can’t reveal the person who sent me. But months with you have been special, and amazing. It makes me wonder why this person wants to terminate you so bad, but I guess good people irritate wicked people. And I’m sorry that I can’t fight for you, despite how good you’ve been to me. Well, I hope you give me a chance to be a very good friend to you, in the next life.

I gifted him a hand-written card. Happy Birthday, Bro. God Bless You Always. I don’t bother what others say about you, that you are rude, obnoxious, arrogant and some other unpleasant adjectives. But I know that you are a good human being and my dearest friend. I came to know the true meaning of friendship on the day I first met you. Friend is he who cares about you, and treats you with integrity and honesty….Love you Bro…. Keep Smiling!

Alex came to sit in front of me. "You do know what this means right?" He looked at me with the question mark on his face. I was a bit lost. He pointed to the letter. And it took me a while to figure it out. "The letter didn't get to him. It might have been one of the last things your father wrote, if it didn't get sent. I wonder if this 'friend' was expecting it. What do you think?"

I took it with some trepidation because I already knew the dangerous news it would convey. "Lucy, thank you for welcoming me into your home and your life. I will be truly grateful to you for showing me that the friendship of a stranger is much more valuable than all the friendships I already have with my old friends. Thank you for putting up with me and going along with all my craziness; you're the best. I know you hate that I'm emotional and cheesy, but I genuinely appreciate you. I hope we meet again someday in life. Don't miss me too much. I'm sorry for not saying goodbye, but I prefer not to do it in person, as I know I'm not brave enough not to cry. Plus, this way, I make sure we'll mee