I'm sorry. I wasn't there for you. I was so angry. I was scared. Lonely. And I was so tired. I thought I was better than you. That I was standing up for myself. I didn't realize I was just as rude, just as spiteful, and even more cold hearted as I thought you were. I hate what you've done to me. I've always seemed to be waiting to find out if those stories you said always happened to you were true. I- I didn't care until I could prove you weren't just making up your bullies, your enemies. And not only that. I was jealous. I couldn't believe you had bullies, but I could that you had friends. And that was all I cared about. You had something I didn't. Something I wanted so badly. I'm so sorry for what I said. For how I left. I can't say I'll miss you, but  I wish I could make it up to you. I'm still scared. But I've spent all my anger. Now I've done too much. I've done too much damage. So, I'm writing to say goodbye. And I'm sorry. I hate you. 1234 copyright protection159ＰＥＮＡＮＡEAyhRJV34A 尼

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