Dear Anonymous,
Just because I don't say anything against your downright insults doesn't mean I'm weak. Just because I don't respond when you push me or hit me doesn't mean I'm afraid. The reason I didn't get angry when you threw my note-books out the window was because I could always write what I had previously written, not copied unlike you. It doesn't matter to me. I always considered you a friend, even though you only made me an object of a savage tirade every moment. I still extend my hand to you. Knowing the truth does make it difficult but I do it anyway. Even if everyone says I was being used, it won't be called using me because I am doing it out of goodwill, right? True strength lies in controlling yourself, not others.
Sincerely,
-AL