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Date: Wednesday, April 01, 2009 7:25 AM
I'm feeling so guilty. You, spent so much time on us, and what we gave in return was only hurting words and disappointment. I'm apologetic for the way i acted during the day of the briefing. I wasn't thinking of my actions, all i thought for was only for myself, I've been too selfish. I didn't tried to understand your position, i know. I've thought through it that very night when i got home, I wanted to tell you i was very sorry, but i didn't muster enough courage to tell you. I'm a acting like a coward, but deep down in my heart, i was hurting. Sorry.

The day i got back to school, the atmosphere was different. I could sense it. From that day on, everything began to change. You didn't talk as much, you didn't smile as much. You seemed to be troubled, and i could see it from the way you flared up. I knew things were never gonna to be the same again, but i want to tell you this, I've not changed. The trust is still there, i hope we can be the way we used to be. I don't know about you. Nobody can replace you, you are a very special individual, no one gives me that much advice and support like you.

Today, you didn't came in for class interaction. This was the first time. I don't know if you had something else on or what. But i hope you didn't planned to do that. During assembly, i saw you flustered up again when i came back from the washroom. You stood far away from the class, watching the performance silently. I watched you, you wasn't watching the performance, you were staring into blank space. Your body was here, but you mind was somewhere else, on some other things. After assembly, you stood outside silently, watching us walk past, you were very quiet. I didn't even dared to look you in the eye.

Just, i read something. You overheard something, or someone told you about it. I don't know which. But you were clearly hurt. The person who said that says he/she isn't intentional. But the damage was already done. I don't know what to say. We had been disappointing you too much, sorry doesn't even help now. I know this had a very big impact on you, and you are going to remember it for as long as you live. I'm at a loss for words, for no words can really express the hurt you experience and for how regretful i am.

A short prayer:
Dear Jesus,
I pray upon you to guide her through all these troubles.
Allow her to rely on your strength to pull through.
I pray for Your peace and mercy to be with her when there is pain
When's there difficult decisions to be made, make Your way give everything needed for her to follow where You lead.
And when she's tired , please give understanding of Your strength, and show her how to tap into that strength by leaning on You.
Whatever the need, please fill it, Jesus, as the Giver of all good things.
Amen.
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