The End of a Friendship
I just wrote this to my supposed best friend: We met almost two years ago and have been through a lot together. However, our friendship cannot continue. You have destroyed any and all trust that I had in you by your actions. If I speak to you about this, instead of writing, I will be using words that you do not want to hear – language that you, or any person of your race, would want to hear. That is how upset I am. So instead, I leave you with this letter. It does not matter how much you took, or what you took. It matters, simply, that you took, without asking and without informing me (after the fact), period . And you didn’t take just once, or twice, or thrice—you took multiple times. After I confronted you about it and left for my mother’s, you continued to take. That’s all that matters. I wish you well; I do not wish you any ill will. I will try to help you when I can, but we are and can only be acquaintances now. I don’t know if you’ll ever repay me the money that yo...