Novel & Cerita Letter To A Great Friend

I ran to the drawer where her letters were, opened it and picked up the letters. The first one that I picked was her resignation letter. I put it on the table and picked the second letter, the one she wrote to me. I tore the envelope hurriedly and brought out the letter Dear Lexi, How are you? I hope you are doing great. The last time that I asked you such a question was like a thousand years ago. That is what it feels like. Even though you consider me your enemy, I still consider you my best friend because you're my best friend and you will always be my best friend.

But just in case that something has happened to me, I’m writing this letter to say the words that I couldn’t say to you in person. For the past nine years, I’ve never tried to stop contacting you. Even when all the emails that I’d sent to you were returned to me, I’ve never stopped trying. You are my best friend. The closest thing that I had to a sister. Or is it just me who feels this way? Am I the one who has remained trapped in the past whilst you’ve already moved on? I have no idea. But it’s all over now.

It was a letter, written in the familiar scrawl of my late friend, Mary, her words a balm to my weary soul as I read them aloud to Meera. "My dearest Iris," the letter began, its words filled with love and longing. "I hope this letter finds you well, wherever you may be. I wanted to reach out to you one last time, to let you know how much you meant to me, and how grateful I am to have had you in my life."

It felt good to give them something, after everything they have given to me. That’s why, in that letter, I wrote Jack and Shirley first, and then Mom later. Wow, that got intense. And long. Sorry about that. To wrap it up, yes I celebrate Thanksgiving, and no, your school picture is not silly either. Hope to hear from you soon! Your friend, Haven

The first letter said, "Dear Hamilton, Although the time we knew each other wasn't this big, I am sure we have a deep friendship, brotherhood between us. You are the only one I can trust, mate. You must have gotten wind on the terrible situation I landed myself in, and at this state, there is no one I can turn to other than you, my buddy. I don't seek help for myself but for my younger sister. Growing up, I have protected her too much, and she has no idea of how things work. I am worried that if something were to happen to me, it would be tough on her to continue living with the way she is. That's why, I hope you could deliver everything I have locked up in my cupboard drawer to her. It woul

Yours sincerely Jacob Mont Blanc. He had sent it a year and half before the massacre. I read several more he had written to the Primes and to my father until there were 6 letters left. I picked the first one, unfolding it, my heart skipping at the first sentence. My Dearest Adelaide, Although you know me only by my name, I am your true mate. I understand that you may doubt the contents of this letter, as we have not formally met for you to ascertain the truth of my claim. If you afford me a chance to meet with you, I will gladly explain how I came to know of this information. Your questions and doubts will be addressed, and I will answer them honestly and sincerely.

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?"

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,

After a few hours of getting no concrete answer on how to avoid the terrible possibility, I made my inevitable decision which is to write Ghino a letter. A farewell letter.

I guess we will find out soon. I reached for Piotr's letter and opened it. "My dearest friend, I write to you with overwhelming joy and unwavering determination in my heart. I am immensely proud of you, and I want you to know that you have my unwavering support. Though I must admit, I was taken aback by the fact that you kept your intentions hidden from me. However, I firmly believe you had valid reasons for doing so, rooted in a noble purpose.