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Dear Angel:

I believe I am writing this letter because I cannot say this in person. One because you don't give me the time of day and two because I don't believe I am brave enough. I know that our relationship has slowly decreased over the years. I can't even remember the last time we had an actual conversation that didn't end in you yelling at me or not talking to me for two days. Now I hardly ever see you and we never exchange more than two words when I do.
I believe you find me annoying but I can't see why because I haven't even talked to you in about two days. I try asking your friends why you don't like me (I won't use the word hate but I know its possible) and they don't even know why. They just tell me that I "annoy you." I don't blame you for not liking me, in our history I have done some not so nice things to your self-esteem.
We were friends until the large crisis that I won't name when I was 5 and you were 8. I personally think you took that the hardest of us all (not including mother) and after that you didn't talk to me much and we stopped playing our little games, ( like bug-busters, yes you know what I'm talking about and I still remember, and don't forget "Ax murderer Barbie.") This disturbed me and I started being corrupted by our sister. I remember how we used to gang up on you and call you names. For this I am sorry. She used me to get to you and when I got older (and gained some weight) she made fun of me. I remember having a dream were you died and I was happy but then I realized you were gone and I was extremely sad. I woke up and looked into your bed to make sure you were still there. That was by far the worst dream I have ever had.
Since then our relationship has gone downhill. In about the fourth grade I started copying you in everything you bought and did. This pissed you off royally. I am also sorry for this, I just thought you were the coolest person in the world. I try not to do that as much anymore.
You used to barrow things and not give them back and you accused me of everything (usually pertaining to the computer). This would make me very angry. Wait you still borrow my stuff and don't give it back and you still accuse me of everything pertaining to the computer. O well. I can't stop that.
The reason I wrote "Dear Angel" is not because you are referred to as "angel" but because in a way you are my angel. You helped me get trough a lot and for that I am grateful. Again, I don't blame you for hating me, you are just treating me how our sister treated you.
I would just like to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for making fun of you when we were young. I'm sorry for copying you in every thing you did. I am sorry for every thing I have ever done to you that has hurt you of offended you in anyway. But most of all, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you in your times of need and for not being the sister I should have been.
I wrote this in hope that you will forgive me and that there might be the slight chance that we could be friends. I want you to know that I love you very much and will help you in anyway I can. I hope you read this and maybe even respond to it. You are my Angel.......

Love,

- Sabriel








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