This is a new series I am creating. I feel as though I must in some form make right all my wrongs, so I plan to post these letters here.
Dear Those Girls in Florida,
You probably don't remember me- or my cousin and brother. It's been about 4 years now, I would say. I was 19 so yeah, more than 3 but not exactly 4. There were two of you, one was probably around 10 and the other was...older. I'm not good with ages, but you literally could've been 16-19 years of age. We waved at you from the balcony. You called our room. You then claimed we were throwing ice at you from the balcony. We weren't, by the way. At the end of my vacation with my family, I waved to you both the last night while we swam around in the pool. From what I recall you ran off.
I must apologize, specifically to the older one. You were cute, and I was foolish. I was just having fun like many do on vacation. But still, I could've simply talked to you. I mean it was funny, because we first noticed you because we were people watching and some guy with a kite purposefully was flirting with you. We called him Mr. Green. I forget what we called you.
While I'm at it, I have to apologize to all of those girls that hit on me. Seriously, you all are probably great girls- but there was just no attraction there. On top of that, you were definitely 15 at the time. Even less of an attraction from me to you. And I have to apologize for the name calling, as it wasn't pretty. It really wasn't.
Also, that 12 year old (or younger) that winked at me while we walked the beach...sorry if I got your hopes up or anything. That shit was just disturbing for both of us, even if it was just fun on vacation.
Finally- for anyone else I probably disturbed while in Florida, my apologies. Or if I offended or anything else while down there. I'm pretty sure I was in Daytona. Yep, pretty sure. My apologies- both 4 years ago and when I went when I was younger. I don't remember how old I was...but I'm sure I did something ridiculous.
I hope all is forgiven, as I'm sure I'm the only one of us that still thinks about those times. Good times.