Letter 1: Your best friend
Letter 2: Your crush
Letter 3: Your parents.
Letter 4: Your siblings.
Letter 5: Your dreams.
Letter 6: A stranger.
Letter 7: Your ex-boyfriend.
Letter 8: Your favorite internet friend.
Letter 9: A person you wish to meet.
Letter 10: Someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.
Letter 11: A deceased person you wish you could talk to.
Letter 12: Person you hate the most.
Letter 13: Someone you wish you could forgive.
Letter 14: Someone you drifted away from.
Letter 15: The person you miss the most.
Letter 16: Someone that is not in your state.
Letter 17: Someone from your childhood.
Letter 18: The person you wish you could be.
Letter 19: Someone that pesters your mind (Good or bad).
Letter 20: The one that broke your heart the hardest.
Letter 21: Someone you judged by their first impression.
Letter 22: Someone you want to give a second chance to.
Letter 23: The last person you kissed.
Letter 24: The person that gave you your favorite memory.
Letter 25: The person you know that is going through the worst of times.
Letter 26: The last person you made a pinky promise to.
Letter 27: The friendliest person you knew for only a day.
Letter 28: Someone that changed your life.
Letter 29: The person you want to tell everything to, but are afraid to.
Letter 30: Your reflection in the mirror.
Letter #3 : Dear mom. Well i love you soo much, but i feel like sometime living with so many other children in our house can be really hard and sometime frustrating. Being one of the oldest, really gives me a lot of responsibilities. You are constantly making me babysit and do everything for everybody else. I am getting a little sick and tired of it. I would really like it if for just even one time if you took my side on something. You are always agreeing with everybody else over me, like i am always wrong. I am you only birth child and i sometimes feel like the one that gets the shity end of the deal. Its just not fair. Living with 7 other siblings is not always easy, and you just dont understand that. You are always putting presure on me to do better, when i am already the best i can be. If you really knew what went on outside of the wall of our house you would probably disown me as a child. To other parents i would be doing nothing wrong, but to you hanging out with friends on the front lawn is such a crime. If they were girls you would have no problem, but since they are boys you completely forbid it. When you go to bed i do it anyways, so i dont really care. But can you just stop being so over protective of me and let me spread my wings, please? I love you.