Valerie

Friends? No way

 

Best friends? Not even close

 

Sisters? There you go

 

Dear Valerie,

 

I always thought of you as a sister, a big sister. I mean if every advisory family, you would be my sister or mother. I might as well start calling you sissy also. 

 

There's so many memories i have with you, and i still remember the first time we met. It was first core, it was just wrapping up and due to our last names we had to sit by each other. I was terrbily afarid of you for some reason, well scared to talk to any one really. But you turned towards me and asked if i had Mrs. Sheehe next, i said yes but i dont know where it was. You then helped me there, and from there on we talked and laughed.

 

Ah yes, the dock how could i forget that? We went to the water, and walked on the deck. We found a bit a tiny fish and the idea of chasing them creeped into our minds. We found somewhere where we thought was "Shallow" and thought we could jump in. We grabbed hands and counted down, one, two, three! Jump! Or so i though, i dont really know what happened but i just didn't jump like i was scared or something. But you did, and i remember you crawling out with mud and cuts all over you why i laughed like a idot. I think you still smell like fish! lol

 

I still remember all the little inside jokes with you and me, Urban Boats, Mexicans, and other stupid things we made up. Just like a sister you made me like new things like Hollywood Undead, the beauty of the dark and what i thought was all these scary things but wasn't, and other things.

 

When we hang out me and you sit outside on that swing, listening to music most parents wouldn't approve and just talk, scream, laugh and eat always eat. We  go into the kitchen and have those little battles of kicking, pushing, and punching each other.

 

You have supported me through ton's of times, through family, school, and other things. You actually give me reasons to keep living, so thank you for all the support,love, and just beginning my big sister/ best friend c:

 

 

Cahronnie

Dear Cahronnie,

 

It was seventh grade when we first met, where to be exact i can't remember. I was still upset that i had no classes with my group, from sixth grade. Had to start fresh and make new friends, which i wasn't the best at. But, me and Valerie became friends so i wasn't so alone.

 

I think you were the one that started to talk to me, since you’re stood right next to me in gym in the locker room. We only had small chats, like "Hi" "How’s it going?” I didn't really think we would have a real conversation but i guess we did, because that’s when i was first told about Book Rix.

 

You and Genesis told me about it, said me and Valerie should make one and talk there. I created my first account, and was surprised by all the books, friendly people, and the drama that started. Yes i really do regret sending that message to Genesis talking crap about, you but someone had to put you in your place.

 

I was stupid, and sent it and at that time you were yet again most likely getting another "boyfriend". You asked if he liked you and he never said anything back, so you asked you’re "Good Buddy" Genesis to go into her account and see what he did. You never asked if she could do it.

 

You were angry and hacked her account, getting her email and password. You knew her and your so called "boyfriend" were pretty good friends on there so you thought the message i sent was him. But it wasn't, you opened it and read it. It wasn't your message to read, it was her's.

 

After that you got angry at me, calling me names like a "Racist stupid bitch", that i should go die. Or even if you killed yourself I would be the cause. You sent me this long comment calling me out. Yes i understand what i did was wrong but you did even worse!

 

I soon deleted my account, scared out of my mind because i thought this was the end of me. I was going to die, you’re lucky my 9 year old brother helped me and told me he will help me beat your butt.

 

The next time we saw each other you would whisper to me saying "Oh wait I’m ugly ass bitch that you want dead, right? Wrong you are" and again i was scared, i felt scared and lonely. Because no one but Genesis knew about what i sent and she was on your side.

 

Valerie helped me through it and i then created another account, you then started fight Valerie and me on Bookrix. I do believe most people remember all the drama you let this site have, because of you.

 

I remember when, but your deleted your accounts. Yes accounts. You had more than one, and showing your face in them which for only beginning what 13 or 14 is wrong.

 

You started creating new accounts, with what? Fake pictures. There you even started calling us stuff, but we soon started calling you out in your comments. Why did you create so many accounts is funny, to get a guy to don’t even know or seen in real life. For all we know he could of been an old man. Wait didn't that guy say he was 18, was married, and had a kid? So you were running after a married man. (if it was true)

 

You deleted all your accounts, and i thought it’s the end of it finally. But it wasn't. You then created account called "Queen Bee" talking a picture of a white girl, even though you are black. You started to say "Oh yeah i ran away, and this and that and blah blah". You were stupid to think anyone believed that crap.

 

If you ran away, why would you put your so called "picture" on here? And how would you have Wi-Fi since you "ran away", hm?

 

There then was the biggest fight of all, where me and you were going to go head to head and really fight. You were ready thinking all your friends would back you up, ha nope. They were against you.

 

You shouldn't push someone down, thinking "Oh you’re so weak, your stupid ugly racist bitch" because that’s what you did. You pushed people down, whether that be mental and with words or even with your hands.

 

After that i was done with this drama that lasted the whole seventh grade, and you kept saying "Oh yeah I’m done too" but you just wanted to see if anyone would still be your friend.

 

We all started drifting away from the drama and i thought "Is it finally over?" but i was wrong. You found our kiks and started yelling at us over the summer, you would say "That’s it my killing myself" "Or I’m crying stop it" because we would stand up for our self’s. Before school let out you told us you would tell the school about what we did, what we did? Me and Valerie still have your messages you sent us, beginning kik or Bookrix.

 

When we pass each other in the hall's your run an hug me and i rather just throw up or call it rape, i still remember those groups you created. Showing your body to people, starting a sex roleplay, starting a "I'll do a show" group. Well remember my group i made? Remember all those people that were against you? No one wants to be friends with a rude person who pushes each other down.

 

So thanks for having my seventh grade, something i can laugh or cry back on. And thanks for beginning that girl i can tell my children to stay away from. C:

 

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 02.01.2016

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