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Updated August 29, 1997
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 August 1, 1997 Our first web novel....
Hello. Anyway, I guess I should tell you the whole story between me and my Monique. If you don't want to hear it you can skip to the end. It started about six years ago. I think me and her were pretty good friends. I don't have very many friends except her. Well, we were friends for a long time and I guess we slowly went our ways. I had always cared about her, but I guess I was too scared to admit it to her. This was back when we were in fifth or sixth grade. I was probably afraid of girls back then.
Then later on, about a year or two ago, she was supposed to sing in the school play,
but she was sick and couldn't even talk. I got her a card to cheer her up. She seemed real happy with me. I don't know if it helped or anything but later on I saw her in the play and she sang real well. She has a very beautiful voice. I guess she thought it was cool or something, getting a card from a guy, and she started bragging to everybody or something. Maybe people were making sick jokes about us or whatever I don't know, but somehow she took it all out on me. She was very upset.
For a whole year we almost never spoke to each other. I would walk around feeling sorry for myself all the time, and whenever I tried to talk to her she'd yell at me. Not yelling yelling, but more like really mean talking. I know she didn't mean the things she said at the time, but when she wanted to she could be real cruel. When we argued she'd never let me get a word in. When she had finally stopped talking (yelling) she'd say something neat like "End of conversation" or "I'm not going to discuss it further with you." I had faith that eventually she'd have to change her mind about me. Maybe three or four months ago, on a day when I was feeling extremely depressed over her, she actually noticed me and replied to a letter that I had written to her. She said that she was sorry for yelling at me this one time, and that if I would stop feeling sad about her, she'd start being nice to me.
The next day we talked for a little while, she was very polite to me, and we even shook hands. I was actually happy again. We would talk for a little bit every once in a while. I really like talking to her, most other people I'm afraid to talk to, but I was never afraid of her. I don't know why, but things got really better between us.
She also has this weird idea that I think of her as my only friend. It's true that at one time I did think of her as my only friend. But not anymore. It's also true that I don't have very many friends, but then I don't need very many. I'm very much happy when I'm with her. Otherwise I'd say that she was my best friend. She must care about me because if I try to spend lots of time with her, she thinks I should be out making more friends. But I don't want any more friends. I'm happy with what I have.
She also said that it bothers her when I say that I care about, or love her. She thinks that I'm implying something more then friendship. I'm sure something more then friendship would be nice, but I've never wanted that, not in my heart. And I've tried very hard NOT to imply it. I've told her that several times, but I don't think she understands. Sometimes she lets me buy her presents. Not to long ago I gave her some jelly beans, and she was real happy. A got her this little stationery thing once and she seemed OK with that too. But I'm afraid that if I try something like flowers or jewelry, she might think I was implying something beyond friendship.
"Ask and it shall be given to you, seek and ye shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you" Does it seem to you that when you look you do find something, but then it's extremely hard to keep it? When you don't want to keep something you can't lose it, but when you find love, it keeps running away. I hope I'm not preaching to much, but it's just hard to understand what she wants. I've asked her to let me know if I'm bothering her, and she does, but she won't let me know if I make her happy. Maybe she is letting me know and I just don't see it?
I guess my real question is, what can I do for her to make her happy, that won't make her upset? Once I make her happy, how do I keep her happy? How do I let her know that I don't want to make any more friends, that I would be happy with her? How do I get her to let me know what she wants?
Please help if you have the time. School is starting in about a month and I'm not sure what to do. Then I'll have to see her every day, and I don't want to bother her too much, or upset her. I aplologize for the really long E-mail, I don't mean to take up any time, but thanks for reading this if you actually did. If you didn't read this it's OK. I hope one day to become an author one day and I need the practice.
Thanks,
Aaron
Dear Aaron:
Well you've got a dilemma. You're in love with a girl who just wants to be your friend. My idea is for you to ask out her best friend and then she'll be jealous and want to go out with you. Or ignore her completely for two months as though she didn't exist. And then see if she makes any moves towards you. The bad news is that she might not want anything more than friendship.
The GREAT NEWS is that you are a terrific writer. You've just sent me a mini-novel. Keep on writing and always remember that the stuff of your life, like this friendship or love affair, is the stuff that you'll use in your writing. We all have interesting lives and passions. A writer is the person who actually writes those stories down. Keep writing until someone loves you for your talent.
Love,
Sherry
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