Blog Post #2: Letter

 

Dear Sally,

 

Why’d you kiss that boy that stole your keys? Why didn’t you tell his mom or your dad or do anything but kiss him? Did you like it? You must have since we went to that carnival with him and left me alone with those boys. You were gone so long! What were you doing for that long? I waited and waited for you to come back, but then those other boys did awful things to me. Awful awful things. It’s all your fault too. I was just trying to be a good friend and you left  me and let those boys do those terrible things to me. I hate you. I could never have said that in person because I was scared you would leave me with them again but I really do. You ruined my thoughts on boys and you took away the monkey garden too. I can’t ever enjoy it because every time I go in there I remember how you made me look like a fool for trying to help you. Every time I’m in there I feel like I should just lay down and will myself to die and become a part of the garden.You’re a terrible person and I know why your husband treats you like he does. You deserve it. I don’t ever want to see you again and hope I never have to hear from you again.

 

Regards,

                              Esperanza