Another Release

Current mood: infuriated
Dear Little (ahem) Person,

I wish I could tell you this in person without being sent to jail for injury to a minor. I am not threatening you. I am stating how I feel. Lucky for all of us, I am able contain my feelings, sometimes.

The thing which makes me most angry in all of this is that you chose to make my kid a "mark" for your joke, which really wasn't all that funny. She has been a very good friend to you. She gave up someone important because she let you and another little person get in the way. She stuck up for you when you wouldn't stick up for yourself. She really cared about how you felt. And, you suck.

You devised the scheme you thought was hilarious at lunch, behind her back, with the other little member of the trio. She wasn't expecting any trouble because things had been going pretty well. Just like every other day, she went in her class and took her seat and then you struck. What you said about her wasn't funny. You said something about your "best" friend to someone who believed you, and took it up with her in front of the whole class. So, not only did you lie about your best friend, you hurt her because she had no idea what the confusion was all about.
She was embarrassed. She was upset. You are cruel and you still think she had no right to be upset. You were sent to the office because of the mayhem which ensued. You were the reason two colleagues argued. You were barely disciplined. You were told to formally apologize to the class. Wow, that is impressive. You laughed your way through the apology to the class and the teacher, but what about the apology you do owe my kid? I guess that will never come.

Now, let me say a few things about the past. I told my kid for months you were no kind of best friend. I told her I didn't like how she acted when she spent time with you and the other one. I told her she was disrespectful and rude after she came home from seeing you and the other one. She begged to still do things with you because you were her "best" friends and stupid me, I caved. I let her because I was fourteen once too and I understand how much it hurts to feel like you don't belong and how important friends are. Too bad you weren't the kind of friends she deserved.

Now that the edict has been passed down, and my kid is complying with it, you want to hang out with her again. You want her to be your friend again. You want her to talk to you and treat you like you never hurt her. You even told her to quit being such a pushover to her mother. You want her to what?

Do not talk to her again. Do not speak her name. Don't even look her way in class. You are so lucky I stayed out of this one. You are lucky I didn't call the school and wreak havoc in your little world. I could have. I still can.

Push this over, you little shit.