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Messages Never Sent

Novel By: Serena Stars

There are so many letters my friend Kathrine Hamilton wrote to me and to other people, when I got my stack it was divided in to two. One was for me and the other had a sticky note telling me what to do. The second stack was for her childhood friend Andrew Jepersin. She did want to give them to him she wanted me to put them all in a book and so I did... I don't know if he will ever find these but they tell a very sad story of a girl who only wanted to be loved by someone outside of her family. I Kaitlyn Lyric made a promise to publish them and I did. Read about her life, the day the letters started and the day the letters end. View table of contents...


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Submitted:May 6, 2013    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Every day, I have tried to tell you every day but something stops me every time. I am unable to tell you that I am over you and that I am all cool again. Somehow tucking myself away is not having the right effect. Instead I am like I used to be, lonely and missing you. I don't think that I will ever be able to say I am over you but I am getting closer to the point where I can say that I can say I have compressed my feelings.

It seems weird writing these even though I will never show them to you, the plan I have for these letters is different than the letters I am writing to my other friends.

Why do I feel like a bitch? Just because I like a guy who is taken, just because I am in love with my best friend, just because I can't have you? Is that the only reason I have feelings for you, because I can't have you? It could be true you know. Even if it is true I am putting myself through training. That's why I can't talk to you. Because if I talk to you before my training is over I will fall all over again. I only want to have to go through this once. I need to learn how to handle myself without your protection. You have someone else to protect now, I can't come first. I won't be used to that, I mean even as kids you made sure I was safe. I remember every time you kept me safe. I remember you walking me up to my cabin after a movie at the main cabin, and I remember the time your brother went a little over bored and chased me with a bat; you took the hit for me and then hugged me and you didn't let go until I stopped crying. It is reasons like that that I must distance myself, I can't expect that kind of treatment anymore.

Thank you Andrew Jepersin for keeping my safe, and being the best coat of armor this little girl needed.

Sincerely Love,

Katie J

May 6th 2013


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