letter

I received a letter the other day 

It was from an old friend

We our no longer friends

The letter revealed layers upon layers of allegations

Of what I stole from her 

It must have been as high as the hat that laid upon Doctor Seuss’s head

Screaming the words Look at me! Look at me now! 

My favorite lines from The Cat in the Hat

I decided I would read it 

From the first line I could tell her mother wrote it 

She never knew that big of a word 

So I decided I had to read in her mothers voice

Concerning yet, letting splits of blame slip through every 

space between the words. 

Like she’d never admit that her daughter is as blonde as

Regina George from the mean girls

Dressed in pink to hind the plastic wicked within 

The next six pages listed all the things I stole

Apparently I stole 

Her future Boyfriends

Every guys attention

Her friends inside jokes 

And her job 

My first thought was 

 Wow! I must be as talented as Nicolas Cage from National Treasure 

Maybe I turn into Casper at night 

How in the world did I pull all this off 

I’ve always dreamed as being as amazing as shego from Kim possible 

With her beautiful black locks 

Glowing Lime green 

I think im glowing

What a confidence boost 

I Find hilarious that Im the one painted as a home wrecker.

While her daughter insists on talking to guys that are already taken

Like she has no remorse for the girl he is hurting on the other side

She is too blinded to see that to him she is merely a body 

I pity her 

No! I demand respect 

I don’t turn my head the other way 

I have to much value within me 

I choose what I want to wear 

not to catch a boys eye 

Yes! I said boy because a man 

Would steal my attention by

Writing 365 letters like Noah wrote to Allie

He build me a library like the beast built bell

He’d crave to know my mind

Not the curves of my body

Her friends are still her friends

I have not received an invitation 

Since the day we stopped talking 

When I saw one the other day she gave the bitterest look 

Like she was threaten that if she talked to me 

she would be ostracized

Like Emma Stone in Easy in A

Don’t worry the inside jokes no longer include me 

They are about me 

 Her job was never taken from her

Putting her two week notice in was her choice

She quit on her own 

I was not raised to be a follower 

Cartoons of my time created leaders

The last line of the letter said 

Please try to put yourself in my shoes 

I was flabbergasted 

Why on earth would I put my new pedicured foot in your three sizes too big of a shoe

I can see from here that they are not worn out

Cinderella never asked her step-sisters to squeeze their foot in her glass slipper

She knew they could not handle a day in her life 

Im sorry im to busy wearing the soles out of mine

Do I look like Dorothy to you?

I think not! 

 and you surely are no

 Glinda