One time, I liked a guy so I threw a rock at his head. That was over a year ago so I'm not sure why I did it. It was either because Lewis and I were having a rock fight (ahh siblings...) and Nate got caught in it or I was trying to throw it at his chest (I'm still not sure why.). He ended up having a small bump on his head...I felt bad. He won't let me forget it. He claims he has brain damage. I'm not so sure about that. Although, he did decide dating me was a good idea. Maybe he does have brain damage...
Anyway, the following is a letter to said boy.
Dear Nate,
I'm very sorry I hit you in the head with a rock. As I've said before I'm not sure why I decided that was a good idea. I shouldn't have thrown a rock at my best friend. I'm sorry.
You tried to make me feel guilty for throwing said rock but I don't. I actually laughed at the memory. I honestly don't believe you lost brain cells so you can be quiet =P
Love,
Meg
There. I think we all feel a little bit better now.
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