Dear starletta,                                                                                            

I know we have not talked in years.  Ever since we shared that wonderful bed in my new mama’s house, (well the Fosters).  I have missed you lots.  I hope that you have missed me too. It seems that we grew apart, because of the color of our skin.  You had your friends and I, well I didn’t really have any friends.  I was just thinking about how stupid that is.  I was also stupid as a kid.  I kind of have to get something off of my chest.  When I was a child I that that I could get diseases from you, and I thought that you were lower than me, because you did not have indoor pluming, and you did not live in a nice house.  I even thanked go I was not black like you.   

          I just want to tell you that I know I was wrong for what I did, or better thought.  I was just an innocent little child.  This probably does not even matter to you, but to me it is a big deal.  It has been bugging me for years.  I never really could figure out why I thought those horrible things.  I know that you probably think that I am disgusting right now, but I am not.

            I was just a foolish kid, and now I am old enough to admit that.  I know that you were my best friend no matter what I thought of your house, or your food, or your bed.  I know that I just wanted to be with you.  Well thank you for always being there for me.                                                                                                                                                                            Love,

                                 Ellen