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"The Letter I Never Sent"
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I sat with the old, yellowed envelope in my hand — untouched for years.

My fingers trembled, not because of the cold, but because of the memory it held.


I had written that letter to my father the night I left home — a young boy, angry, misunderstood, and broken. I never posted it.


Now, standing at his grave, I read it aloud.

"I hated you for not understanding me. But I never thanked you for the silent sacrifices. I saw your tired eyes every night. I heard your voice choke every time you told me to be strong."


Tears blurred the ink.

"I wanted to become better — not to prove you wrong, but to prove you right."


The wind whispered through the trees as if he was listening.

And for the first time in years, my heart felt a little less heavy.


Some letters don’t need to be sent. They just need to be read — even if only by the soul they were meant for.


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