Personal Narrative : Happy Birthday !

First and foremost, I want to start off with an apology. I apologise for all the times I have hurt you, for all the times I made you miserable. They are all mistakes that I regret. I regret making you angry. I regretting making you feel sad. I am sorry for it all.

Hi. It’s me. Please just read this. There’s no need to respond or get in touch in any way afterward. This is just my way of getting closure since I wasn’t able to the last time we texted. It’s a jumbled mess, but I ask that you please bare with me and read it all.

Most people think that their birthday is a day to celebrate themselves with cake and presents. I had a different experience. On my seventeenth birthday, I experienced an event that could compare to the complete opposite of a birthday. At the end of that dreadful day, I realized that we can only take life one day at a time.

I am writing this letter to you so you know the things that happened before the summer of seventh grade. I am not expecting you to understand what I am writing to you. I hope you can take in as much information as you can. We have been friends since the second grade. I do not think you remember that. After the accident, I have been carrying this guilt inside of me. The only person that is making me carry this guilt is me. I want to first start off by saying that you were my first ever true friend. Despite our major differences, we somehow connected in a way that I have never connected with anyone before. Your family has treated me like my own family. Your sister and your mother treated me with such kindness, which is the factor that makes me

Hi...sorry for bothering you and all, but I've been wondering about some thing(s) ever since you unfriended me, last January. I totally get it if you hate me, feel disappointed in me, or something else like that (maybe you feel neutral now), but closure will likely keep me from going mad. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or disappoint you when I talked about the trolling (your last words were, "that's fucked up, I didn't think you were like that), and well, the trolling has long stopped. The offical end date was when we last spoke (I could go on more about the trolling, but idk if you'd actually want to read my words). I am so sorry about everything, absolutely everything. I do hope that you can take my apology as one of truth-sincerity,

Although, we had plenty of funny stories with each other, I still have many regrets. I regret that I didn’t spend as much time with you before you past. During that time I was a sophomore in high school and I was starting to hang with my friends more often and I felt like I abandoned you. There was a time I use to be over your house almost every day for weeks straight and didn’t want to come home. Although, I seen you a week before you past, I just know that we use to see each other more. The last time I had texted you I told you I loved you because I heard about you getting shot a week prior. I just felt like if I would have called you the night prior to you being kidnapped I would have convinced you not to go back to that

It was the beginning of your junior year at EBHS and his freshman year at CVCC. A year ago you tried dating, but he left you “heartbroken”, in the loosest sense of the word, after dumping you for what my grandma would call a hoebag. After resenting him for a few months, you become best friends, bringing us back to the start of the school year. You weren’t “Facebook Official” until November, but you had basically been dating since August. Things were going remarkably well. He came to every home football game and band competition, even band practice, cheering you on and supporting you. Every free weekend, you were together typically watching scary movies because they’re your favorite. You were happy… January rolls around and you start having doubts that your relationship is going to last. You start to see each other less and less. By the end of February, you decide that breaking up is the best thing for you both. A few weeks after the breakup, he stops by your house to drop off the book he borrowed and never read. He knocks on the door, gives the book to your

Trying to figure out where to begin this letter isn't an easy thing for me this morning! I know we have said our fair share of apologies between the two of us, but I am not sure if you are fully aware of the extent of the hurt you caused me. I understand I hurt you too and I played a part in it, but you weren't the one that showed all of yourself to someone else and then to have them drop you like a hot potato is pretty hurt full. I felt used and then tossed out like a piece of trash. I know and am aware that was never your intentions but that's how it made me feel. I should not have engaged in flirtation behavior because I was just egging things on and at the time, I felt like it was harmless joking around. However, you were at a time in

By the way you treated me in our relationship, I was physically and emotionally not attracted to you. Being with you made me miserable, and once again I feel the same way by your thoughtless demands on my time.

I am writing you this letter because I want to apology for my behavior the other night. I know I acted badly in the bar by bringing up all the women you run with and that I left you some messages on your phone that were inappropriate and there was no excuse for it and it’s probably too many times too late but I’m sorry. I will take responsibility for my action in all of this but that doesn’t go without saying you aren’t at fault as well. I have tried so many times over the years to talk to you about certain things to avoid confrontation with you especially when I was straight only to be dismissed or misunderstood because you didn’t want to talk about it or you didn’t do anything wrong. I’m going to lay it all on the line in this letter which might have no merit but at

For everything, also that I am not a better person. I know I am not a good person at all, I have so many things that are wrong with me. But mostly I am sorry for blaming you, for all the things that were not your fault. I hated you for the longest time, and for you just to pop back up in my life out of nowhere has shocked me. You never knew what was going on with me. I 've never told you, I did not want to worry you with my problems. I did not want to be a bother to you, you were the only person I had at that time. I did not want to mess up and lose you. But sadly I still lost you, I hated you for long so. I wonder what I did for you to stop talking to me. I wondered if I said something that hurt you, and that was why you never sent me another letter. But I am over it now, it took so long for me to get over you. I know I sound like a stupid break up song. But you were my friend, my wonderful friend. You ment the world to me and I feel like maybe I loved you too much. I am sorry for that I 've just never had the chance to actually like a person. there was nothing romantic about the feelings I had for you. But it was you who showed me how people should be, how they should act. If everyone in this world was like you or at least my family. I would be such a happy person. I don 't blame you anymore for leaving me, I understand that I am way to much to handle and I was the first to leave you.

You must be married, perhaps with children. I know it has been forty years. I tried over the years to contact you. Perhaps the phone would have been the simplest. I was so grateful that we meet. You were so nice. You were my first girlfriend. In high school, I was not involved with any girls. I do not know how many families would have taken me in. It was regrettable that your sister in law wanted to file R charges against me. This is why? And your mother wanted you to date other guys. This is never good…mother’s knows best, Perhaps I misinterpreted the situation. My guess I should not have said what I said. Unfortunately, we are in a caste system, mostly based on status and money. Finish college and you will be rewarded known as the reward system. I was there. Unfortunately, I could not get financial aid. Perhaps there are others factors such as love and spirit, to be in the flow is more real, maybe something, more tangible as a higher purpose.

Hi Maria I know we had some disagreements in the past and I know I was an asshole about many, many things. I would like to explain and apologize to you. When Sebastian and I first started dating he would talk about you, in a good way, of course,just telling me about you and I thought you were a pretty nice person. But as it went on I heard you said some things and arguing with Sebastian and stuff like that I made a connection with one of my abusers. And I'm not saying in any way, shape, or form you are an abuser I'm saying that I made a connection that reminded me of that person. Which I shouldn't have done but I couldn't help that and it made me loathe you and I refused to believe you changed because 'they didn't so why would she' type of

Eventually, over the course of those few months that we were friends, I started to fall for you. The amount that we talked slowly rose and rose until it was one continual conversation that never ended, even as the days came and went. We started hanging out, I would go over to your place and you would come over to mine. At first, we were just friends, we did normal stuff like watch movies on separate couches, and watch stupid videos that you would find. We had the same sense of humour, we could laugh for hours at the jokes you would make, and the funny things you would find. Then, we started getting closer. We started laying in bed and cuddling, and we had all those tickle fights that you would start. Oh, how I miss those sometimes. You never did it after we started dating. Everything you did to win me over stopped eventually. I started to like you so much, and the night that I laid on your chest while you confessed that you liked me too, was the second-best day of my life. Second only to our first date. The first time that I kissed you was our first date, and you asked me out a month later.

Have you ever experienced being stranded twice with your friends on your birthday? Well listen up, because you're about to hear all about it. The birds chirped as the light wind swayed in a soft melody on the chilly afternoon of November 25th. My three close friends Miranda, Mia, and Zariaha walked out the door in a unison as we awaited our ride. To make time go by faster, we started taking pictures. "Click" and laughs were the only sounds you could hear. There was nothing but smiles on all of our faces, and I couldn’t have been anymore happier. "Beep, beep, beep" our laughs ceased as we noticed that the uber driver had arrived. We turned on our heels and made our way to the car.