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A Letter to Someone.. continued page 3 No Name I know we are alike in so many ways, our friendship has chemistry in so many ways. Everyone sees it. The problem is I've been hurt so many times I don't think I know how to be your friend. We are so much alike and I think that scares meÉ In my past friendships, I've been let downÉwell in relationships, period. Ever since that meeting we had, I feel so distantÉ My mom told me we're just alike, you don't trust people the way I don'tÉ Sometimes I feel like people are pushing us to be alikeÉ then I think you know maybe we can be close friends but then I think what if you don't feel the same way. I miss hanging out with youÉand everyone, we use to have so much funÉ I don't know what happened to make us become so distant. I never had so much fun with any group of friends in my whole lifeÉthe experiences we shared were amazing and it has helped me to become a better person. I just want to let you know that I love you and I miss you. It's funny because everything I can't say to you I can write down on this paperÉand my thoughts are all over the placeÉ You know, I go through a lot dealing with my family and spiritually, and I know about your situations. We can depend on each other, help each other through the tough times. If I take away the feeling and the passion in our relationship, I know I still care about you. So let's just get over our fears, put all pride downÉyou trust me and I'll trust you.  Patrice, 15Dear You, I know you may not notice me sitting behind you because your eyes are not on the side of your head, but I sit across from you in 3 rd period. Although we are fellow classmates, I dare not ask you how many freckles you really have on your face or why you chew your gum so loudly. I know you may not notice but I stare at you all the time. Don't think that I like you or anything because that is not the case. You just interest me so much, like the way you are so damn smart but never once have you even thought about raising your hand or offering a little help. Or the way you have money all the time in that little green wallet, but yet if your friend comes over to ask you for a dollar, you don't even look up or crack a little smile. You just keep looking at your paper and say ÒI don't have timeÓ. You're so unique in so many ways and yet I bet you don't even notice it. Everything about you interests me in so many ways, so for the rest of this year, I will be in class early just to watch you walk in, throw your gigantic baggage that you call a backpack off of your shoulder and onto the infested floor, slowly get out your work and chew on your Winterfresh gum, staring at the floor. Ariel, 17 You are a good sister, but sometimes all you care about is yourself. I try not to have arguments with you just for mama's sake, she stresses a lot so I don't like to see her stress more, especially if it's over a little fight about the smallest thing. I wish you could be more open with me, like you do with other people. I thought family could always say anything to each other, and that blood is thicker than water. I also really think it's stupid when you want me to pay you back on the cheapest things, like chips, soda, or candy. Most of the time, I have money and you don't. I never ask for my money back, because we're sisters, and I thought that's how it goes. I hope you don't think I'm trying to gang up on you, but I just want you to realize and know that I will always have your back before any friend will. Sincerely, Your sis, Ariel Carlos, Age ? There are a lot of times when I stop and ask myself Òif by any chance, I could choose you before I was born, will you be the person I choose?Ó Let me tell you something, even when we had our differences like everybody else, maybe because the difference of age, changes the way he views life, and makes us see the world in totally different ways. Even if you are an important person to others, because you are not a doctor, a teacher, or a lawyer, because you did not have the chance to have a good education and a career, because you had to work to be able to help your family and make your life. Even with all of this, you made me who I am, you have taught me what it takes to at least try to be a good person, you have taught me the difference between good and bad, you have taught me a lot of things, and by magic, even then sometimes I don't know how to tell you how I feel, or what I think. You always try to understand and support me to make my own way. For this and millions and millions of other things, I will choose over and over again. Thank you dad for showing me the way.
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