I Didn 't Like You The First Time I Met You

Kylie and I have grown up; we’re different from those people who ran away from Mumbilli. I realised this when Kylie and I really talked. It felt like I had gotten through to her, we moved past the speech debacle and just talked. About everything. I felt so liberated, even though I don’t express my feelings well, opening up to her was the best thing I ever did with my sister. It’s nice to know that we’re on the same wavelength. Basically, Kylie and I have taken different paths to get over our grief but in the end, we’ve ended up in the same place.

It was just a typical night on April 20th, 2015, that I was on my computer talking with my friend through Skype who gave me the idea to make an account on Skout because I was stil trying to get over the break up with Chris. And that's how it all started.... I was just scrolling down then I noticed a certain picture of someone that caught my attention. And it was YOU. I knew from the moment I saw your picture on Skout I know you were gonna be someone special in my life. I didn't know wether or not to message you first or wait and see if you were to ever message me first. But my friend told me to take the courage to send you a simple message to see if you would even message.The next day to my suprise to see that you had actually replied. You

Hi... I've been trying so hard to respect that you needed some space but I just can't not talk to you any longer. I understand if you no longer want anything to do with me or if you even want to talk to me but I just want to let you know how sorry I am and how ashamed of myself I am for hurting you the way I did. You are what I loved most in this world and I ruined it. I am so sorry for lying to you and making you feel the way you did. I am also so so sorry if I ruined your week with you're family. I pray I didn't. You probably dont think I do but I love you so much Ellie and I always will. I really want to fix things, I'm willing to do anything in my power to fix things I just need to know whether or not you want me to because I will understand

While I was going out for a stroll, I saw Rachel crying on the park bench. I walked up to her and said “Are you ok”, “ I am so sorry for not being your friend Melinda”, “Can you forgive me” Rachel said. ”Yeah, as long as you be my friend”. We hugged it off and we caught up with each other and finding out what we have been doing. It feels nice to be Rachel’s friend again, I feel like I can tell her anything

You never called, you never wrote, you never even told me you were leaving. I just woke up one morning and my best friend had abandoned me."

However, I do feel as though I wouldn’t have made those mistakes if your actions hadn’t have impacted me as much as they did. You treated me so poorly that it still bothers me enough for me to keep trying to talk to you about it. Back in 6th grade, which I know was a long time ago, I really didn’t know anyone and I was introduced to you by Seyenah in gym class that first quarter of school thinking that, because we both played basketball, we could be friends. Maybe I was a little over excited and came off a bit too eager but it was because I thought I had a chance of making some friends finally. We did have every class together and that happened to be probably just as exasperating for you as it was me. Instead of talking to me and telling me

ornery I can handle it because whatever you throw at me I’ll catch. I like how I know almost a lot about you like we have the same favorite colors but in different colors and your favorite bands and your like apple pie which is disgusting and you must be the devil. I remember when we first met or I at least have memories from when I was around you and our conversations about ourselves and what we’ve fascinated with, those were the little things that made me want you and look now I have you. I fall for you even more when you tell me those three words. You’re always on my mind when I wake up and when I’m in bed laying my head on the pillow. I decided to type this out because I have hella shitty writing and this is more neat and I have more space

I loved you more than I loved myself. Not even, I was in love with you, and you broke my heart by breaking it off between us without even blinking an eye. When I called you on the phone a couple hours later, you sounded like you absolutely hated me, and that hurt even more. (Don’t get me wrong, though. I’m not trying to sound like a victim. I’m sure you hurt or were hurting too.) We used to talk just about everyday for the past year or so. Not talking to you everyday is so strange. I don’t know what to do with myself half the time. Whenever something happens - whether good or bad - and want to run to tell you about it. I didn’t only lose my boyfriend, I also lost my real best friend, and my first real, true love. I really thought you were the one. After all, we were talking about going on a mini vacation by ourselves in the summer. You were supposed to come to my Abuela’s wedding and spend your 20th birthday with

The relationship that will be analyzed is between me and an old friend. My former best friends name was Leslee. We meet in the middle of sixth grade and quickly formed a close relationship, even dating for a few months. Although our dating life was quick to deteriorate we found it easy enough to remain friends, if anything it made us closer. I will describe the reasons for our once strong relationship to fall apart.

I made the worst bad decision a girl could ever make and now you hate me. I know that. I also know that you could never forgive me. It makes me think. Was it really worth losing my best friend? Was it worth abandoning a friendship that lasted eight years? I wish you would just listen, Oliver. Can you really blame me for this? You were the initiator. You asked for it. Now you won’t even look at me. I don’t understand why you can’t just move on. I know you think I betrayed you and I know that you are ignoring me. In reality, all I did was do what you wanted. I miss you, Oliver. I know that you just want everything to go back to how it was, but it can’t. It will never be the same, especially with your illness. Change is a part of life

In my Healy education career, my year with you was very funny and surprising at the same time. I thought that 8th grade year with you was going to be very hard and harsh with you. Many people told me how rude and mean you can be. I was extremely scared about going to your class but I was more frighten because I’m in your home room. On the first quarter of the school year I was really struggling with my writing grades. You give me many chances to help boost my grade up and told me to practice more on grammar. On one writing assignment you give me an B instead of a C because I had no grammar mistakes. At the moment, I thought you were pretty nice and not mean or rude.

I started using my new typewriter to type this up right when I got home, but I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while now. You’re my best friend and I know that you didn’t want me to fall out of the tree. I don’t care what you think you wanted to do, or what anyone else thinks you did. You’ve been my best friend for so long, and I know that you wouldn’t have wanted this to come upon me. I started thinking about when came into the infirmary. I remember that you wanted to tell me something, but got kicked out of the room before you could. I know what you wanted to tell me, and I know it isn’t true. You would have said to me, “It was my fault,” and it’s not true. You don’t deserve that on your conscience, thinking that you broke

I remember the day that I was introduced to you. I remember crying and worrying about my future. I hated knowing of your existence. You always followed me wherever I went. I always knew you were there, but you would vanish the moment I looked for you. I hated you all my life, yet you remained unaffected by my actions.

Yeah, I don’t really know what I am doing with myself anymore. When we started dating I was confused and scared. I pushed you away. I know and I feel horrible about it. I didn’t mean to but I just didn’t know how to express my feelings for you and I don’t do well with embarrassment or compliments. And It’s easy for me to get embarrassed when someone I like says something nice to me or about me. Later on I heard that you had done some unfavorable things to people I was close to and I became conflicted. Then my friend told me that he wished for me to break up with you. We talk often about me breaking up with you. People thought that I didn’t really love you, to be honest I wasn’t really sure if I loved you. Then thanksgiving came around and I couldn’t see you or talk to you everyday, so I wished to see you everyday. Though that didn’t come through because I ignored you. Though it wasn’t intentional at first as time passed I was afraid of answering you because I didn’t know what to say. I stopped talking because you insisted on buying me a Christmas gift. Which is a nice gesture but I didn’t want you to buy me anything because I was fine with just having you. The last day we were together Jaden said you were upset with me and I understood why I mean I did ignore you that that hurt you so much. But when you said you would ignore me the rest of the day it made me really upset, Instead of being mature and ignoring that comment since I knew you weren’t going to

You would literally go to the ends of the earth for me, time and time again. Honestly, looking back at it, you were the first and only person in my life to do that for me. I was so incredibly blessed to have you. Sarah, you were so down for us that you even left Cody when I asked you to. I messed this up for us. Big time. And I understand that. I have always known that. Senior year was incredibly hard for me. Especially anatomy class. Each day in that class, I had to sit next to you. Each day I was reminded how bad I messed up. Each day you would walk into class looking drop dead gorgeous and then just sit down right next to me. Being me, all I could think of to say was something dumb like "what's up?" Class would always proceed and you would blow me away with your intelligence. I never thought I would see the day that someone would beat me consistently on anatomy tests. All of this just further solidified the fact that I messed up. The only way I could deal with it was by pushing you away. I couldn't handle it. That's why I hardly talked to you that entire year. I'm not sure if you've realized, but I was forced to unfollow you on Instagram and twitter and everything else because I just couldn't handle it. See Sarah, theres something so special