Slap

by Daisuki

Published March 8, 2012

In Other

Dear you,

Umm… so I guess I’m writing this to say I’m sorry. Maybe I over-reacted and maybe I didn’t, but either way what I did was out of line. So I’m sorry for that. Is your face okay? I know it’s mean, but I couldn’t help noticing it really did make a red mark in the shape of my hand, just like in the cartoons. Come on, can’t you laugh a little about that?

You haven’t been deserving the things that you’ve been going through lately. I know it’s hard, and that life can be tough, but when you start talking about ending that hardship, I get scared. You said you had nothing to live for. You were going to leave me! You were going to leave me behind without my best friend, without the person who’ll ruffle my hair and stand in front of me when those idiot girls start to make fun of my clothes. (Baggy shirts are comfortable!)

My hand reached out on its own, I suppose. It was like you were in a nightmare, where everything is so much worse and you’re trying to run with cement blocks on your feet. I just wanted to wake you from that. I wanted you to come back to me so we could hang out together again, and watch all the old shows we used to love as kids, and laugh at the thought of how cool we used to think they were. I want my best friend back. Don’t leave me, please.

Love,

me

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TheatreGirl00
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TheatreGirl00 wrote a review Review · Aug 30, 2012

All I can say is: WOW. In a good way- Great way, actually! I absolutely LOVED this chapter. :)

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Joker commented Comment · Mar 8, 2012

Haha, there's something both funny and rather creepy about this. Very entertaining!



I always knew that deep down in every human heart, there is mercy and generosity. No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.
— Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom