The Letter I Never Sent

Last spring, I was packing up my old bedroom at my parents' house. At the bottom of a box, I found an envelope in my handwriting. Wait... it was addressed to Hannah, my best friend from school! And it was never sent... not even stamped. When we were nineteen, Hannah and I had a huge fight. She moved to Scotland for university, and I felt left behind. Honestly, I said some really horrible things to her. She called me again and again, but I never picked up. So, I wrote this letter to say sorry, but I was too proud to post it. I sat on the floor and read it for the first time in eleven years. Oh, it was so silly, so dramatic, so nineteen! But at the end, I'd written... you're the sister I never had. And I started crying, right there between the boxes. Well... I didn't even know if she still lived in Edinburgh. So, I asked her mum, who still lives on our street. I bought a stamp, wrote a short note, and posted the old letter. Then I waited. One week... two weeks... nothing. What if she was still angry? What if she'd forgotten me? Then one morning, guess what was on my doormat? A letter from Hannah! I opened it with shaking hands. Inside was a photo of us at sixteen, laughing on a beach. And she'd written, I kept this. I knew you'd write one day. Wow, I laughed and cried at the same time! We talked on the phone for three hours that night. And next month, I'm flying to Scotland to see her! So, if there's a letter you never sent... maybe it's not too late. Write it, post it, and see what happens.