Letter To The Best Friend Novels & Stories

, I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beauty. "Okay then, I will pick you up in the next 10minutes" Edin, my best friend said as he ended the call. Meanwhile, as I was looking at the mirror, my mind flashed back to the days we became friends and gradually best friends. Just like yesterday, I laughed remembering how I was a popular girl which no one could pass without glancing at and I was also a troublesome girl(that was part of my hobby).

"Think about it. No pressure. I'm always here. Just saying there might be something if we can just try it. I really like you, Nia. And more than just being a friend." The last sentence jolted me. He never really told me that. I felt hot all over and wanted to just run inside the house. I opened the gate and said quickly, "Sure, I'll think about it. Take care and see you on Monday." I hurried inside and closed the gate. I changed into comfortable pajamas. I took out the book he gave me and opened it. Inside he wrote, Dearest Nia, Thanks for always being there for me. I am so luck to have you as my best friend.

It is, right? Let: No, never stupid. It’s not stupid, nothing you say is stupid. It’s fine. I get it, I do. I feel safe within our letters too because I can tell you anything without being judged. I have a lot of friends but they have this image of me and I have to keep up appearances. I asked for the number because sometimes I don’t want to wait too long for your reply. If this will help, I promise not to stop sending the letters. I don’t have a shoebox but I keep yours in a box in my closet. I reread our letters sometimes. Lol. Now I sound cheesy.

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.

"I'm sorry too. I should have been honest. With you. With her." We didn't make plans to see each other. We didn't declare anything. But something shifted—a door opening, just a crack. Maybe, someday, we could be friends. Real friends. Without the mess. I wrote Ava another letter. Not the kind I'd left in her locker—desperate, pleading, full of excuses. But an honest one. The kind I'd never send. Dear Ava,

"the letter... I read the letter." That had my best friend's attention, "whaaaat? And you never told me? Dudeeee.. How could you..?" "I'm sorry. I've just been so confused. I don't understand anything right now." I said sitting down and Luna nodded her head, "I understand and I am not mad.. I'm sorry you're going through this. But you don't have to go through it alone. Share your thoughts with me please." I looked at her, "you just want to know what the letter said..."

“This is not a goodbye. Even though I’m not sure if I’ll come back, I know and believe we’ll meet again. So, till I see you again in the future, Mr. Shan?” “Till I see you again, best friend.” The End.

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.

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

I don’t really have many things anyway’’. in fifteen minutes, I had finished. Now how can I say goodbye to my best friend? I can’t even go upstairs and interrupt the discussion that he has with his mate. I decided to wrote him a letter, anyway it wasn’t a real goodbye we will talk on the phone every day or at least I hope so. And now it was the moment of truth, I had to leave the place I leaved all my life. I had to leave Sebastian, my only friend and probably never see Pablo again. In the thought of the last my heart was aching.