"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Hey 🙂 i’m being cruel , you don’t speak english, but at the final of the letter I’ll write all of this in spanish, don’t worry. In first place this is funny cause I asked for this book because when I saw it on the library it remembered you. All that stuff of the improvement and the acceptance. I felt so identified with Laurel, the main character. She’s so… like me. I don’t know. With all of the reflections that have she, I noticed that i’m angry with you. Can’t do anything with it, I’ll always be mad at you. Anyway, You always will be whom i love more. I Wanted to say this here I don’t know why .-. Always in my heart, mom.

Es muy emocionante para mi pensar en todas las vidas que pude leer en sus maravillosas historias. Cada libro que tengo tiene esa pizca de magia que me encanta, me hacen sentir feliz, triste, asustada, y a veces enamorada de los chicos perfectos cuyas personalidades parecen imposibles de encontrar en alguien de carne y hueso. Los libros son parte de mi, con ellos supere los amores fallidos, los insultos de las chicas malas del colegio, y el miedo a ser yo misma. Para mi no había nada mas genial que ir a las librerías, quizás no compraba libros cada vez que iba, pero el hecho de estar en un lugar en el que habían personas con las que me sentía cómoda porque sin conocerlas sabia que compartíamos un mismo amor por las palabras. Princesas y dragones, magos y hechiceros, dioses y monstruos, enfermedades, romances, viajeros del tiempo, jugadores, aventureros y muchos mas. Desde la niñez cada persona a disfrutado algo que la tecnología nunca lograra superar… el placer de tener entre las manos un gran libro. Ya sea contado de voz en voz, leído por padres, abuelos y hermanos o incluso por uno mismo, los libros siempre serán un recurso muy importante, ... Read more

Kissing you was understanding why the nights were so dark,it was realizing all of the stars were living between your lips,it was like if every touch was a wave and i was drowing.But now im just swimming in the darkness.

I miss the crazy angy that lived in the USA and now is in the worst country in the world Mexico. We’ll I miss you because you now care what people think about you, you being so serious. And being such a bitch like the people here! I hate that so much I hate crying my self to sleep. Where is the girl that wanted to go to collage? She is gone. The girl that had a average of 9.9 Is now a girl that has an average of 7! Wtf!! I hate myself Im such a bitch with bad grades that smiles so she won’t be so sad and reads all the time to forget everything (which is not bad because I love reading!)

(A part of me died last year, not a good part of me, but still, I feel like I’ll never had that part of myself, and it mades me sad. It wasn’t a side of me people liked, it wasn’t safe, it wasn’t happy, but it was a part of me, and a reason for a lot of things I kept on feeling.) You died, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it better for you. I’m sorry for al the voices in your head late at night. I’m sorry for the monsters hiding in the back of your head. I’m sorry for the scars I couldn’t prevent. I’m sorry for the late nights when you couldn’t breathe and thought about all the things young people shouldn’t think about. I’m sorry I kept making it worse. I’m sorry I didn’t pull you away from him sooner. I’m sorry he made the scars hurt even more. I’m sorry he kept breaking. I’m sorry. I’m not sure if you died or just transformed, but I’m glad you’re finally resting, and the bad dream is over. I’m glad I ended up making it okay for you. Keep surviving

Life is unfair, and I wish you are here, so I could take care of you, and love you, and give you advices, you know? Everyday I feel guilty and sad, but that’s not my fault, or yours, I know. I hope you’re fine, little flower. You’ll always be my little princess, and I’ll always love you. I’ll take care from Leonardo, I swear. But he’s just not you, you know that, right? I’m sad because you’re not here, I really am. I miss you everyday, each day more, and more, and more. It was so sad when you dead, I hope one day to see you, and finally hold you in my arms. I love you. I love you. I love you. Goodbye. With all my heart

I miss you, and I’m sorry if I couldn’t help you. I love you, and I hope you’re okay.

I miss you so much, everyday i think about you and it’s so hard because you were like my father. My life right now it’s a total caos, my classmates ignore me, i think they hate because i’m repeating course. A guy who was my friend called me names for your death , ibegan to marginalize everyone and gradually I ‘ve been closing meeting new people and I now see me as an anti – social , I’m always listening to music , because it’s the best I can do , my grades went up a bit, but will return to get off, I often think that I live in a nightmare from which I will not be able to never wake up. In December I went to a concert and I remember when I went out I look at the sky and I told my friend that finally after months I was being really happy and that you were watching me be happy and I thought you were very proud of me , since all this happened I only had the support of my family and friends , I would love to see you again , I love you.

You see I just wrote another letter, to another boy. He’s going to mean nothing in two years, nothing like the way you do.

Everyone says that my fascination with you will kill me, and who knows, it probably will. But that’s okay. At least I wasted my time on you and not some pathetic excuse of a life. You’ve introduced me to an amazing life, and amazing new perception of the world. Thank you, for being my world. I don’t know what I could do without you. I can’t imagine who I would be without you.

You are my everything, I may have wasted my time, but it was well wasted on you.

You’re my best friend and I’m absolutely in love with you. You don’t know because you’re conveniently in love with one of my other best friend. She even noticed, and you’re the reason her and I are having issues. But I’m not mad. Because I only care about you. It hurts, you know? Knowing you don’t feel the same, nor will you ever because I’m not like your type of girl. You are this amazing person that I trust so much and I believe in everything you do. Even though you are terrible at basketball and I tease you, I believe that if you wanted to you could be in the NBA. I believe you could be a comedian, a dancer, a doctor, but what you really are. What you are right now, is my foundation. You help me stand tall and get through the days.

You’re not dead or anything, but I can’t have you. You could be standing right next to me and sometimes it’s like you’re not even there. That’s okay. I’m okay. I’m not sad, I’m just hurt, and that’s okay. Pain comes and I can get through it. I may be hopeless, but I’m not ... Read more