I don't even know how to begin this...everything is my fault. I love all of you guys so much, I can't believe I did this to you. If I could trade my life to make your lives normal again, if I could trade my life to make one of your lives normal again, I would do it, without hesitation. I didn't deserve to walk away from that car, and I don't deserve friends as good as you guys. But..please...if we can be friends again sometime in the future...if you hate me, you have every right and reason to. If you want to yell and scream at me, go ahead. I deserve it, and no one's done it yet (your parents are some of the world's kindest, most compassionate, most understanding people...every one of them was amazingly calm. All of them told me, "learn from this." Let them know that I have). I really don't know what I can say or do...I can say I'm so, so, so sorry, and mean it with all my heart and soul, but I don't know if it will do any good. I hate feeling so helpless...if I was hurt, I wouldn't mind, but I can't stand the fact that I hurt you guys so badly. This is the worst thing I've ever done.
If there is anything I can do for you, ever, just call me. I will drop everything and do whatever you need. Jessica, Annie, Danielle...I love you guys. Tell me what I can do to help.
This is me begging for forgiveness. Not now; I know that's too much to ask. For now I'm putting all of my energy into helping you guys feel better again. But...if it's possible for you to forgive me, I would owe you the world.
