Dear high school best friends,

Y'all were awesome. Y'all were the ones I grew up with, and you've seen every side of me possible. I've known most of you since we were eating glue in kindergarten, and we have all the memories between now and then with each other. You were the ones who made me look around this summer, scared to leave for college, and thank my lucky stars that I got to grow up with you. My guy friends were always there to beat up any guy who broke my heart, and my girlfriends were always there to eat ice cream with. No matter how many fights we've all been in (seventh grade was a rough year), we loved each other unconditionally. I think it showed when we held onto each other and bawled the night before I left for college. I was the first one of us to leave, and I was only a little more than terrified to take this step without you.

I was basically the only one of our group of friends to choose a different school. So, yeah, that was terrifying. Even though I was afraid, I went ahead and took the plunge. I have a new group of friends, as I'm sure y'all do as well. I've kept you updated on the big things through texts and phone calls, but nothing could ever compare to being with you in real life. Don't get me wrong, I couldn't be happier at my school and my friends here make me feel so lucky to have met them. But sometimes, I find myself a little bit lonely at 3 a.m. and dying to talk to someone who really, really knows me. Knows what I looked like as a toddler, knows that I had an obsession with pink in middle school, and knows that I wore braces for four and a half long years. It's a tiring thing to have to completely restart your life, and I for one can't wait to take a little break from reality and go backwards to the way things were before college (even if it is only for a few days).

Love,

Your high school best friend