An Open Letter To The Young Man Who Could’ve Killed Me

I hope you find your better

Aiden Riley
3 min readFeb 1, 2023
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Dear young man,

I am writing this letter in hope you didn’t do what I thought you would do. After we met, you could’ve ended my life — you didn’t. You chose to ride away on your bike. You looked back at me frustrated. I could tell you were angry at yourself.

Was you looking to prove to yourself you could be a killer? Was it for somebody else? Was it to gain respect and climb your way up your group’s order?

Somehow, I feel you didn’t have a good upbringing and you were hoping to find somewhere to belong — I could be wrong. Your upbringing may have been beautiful; the point is, I feel you are either going to end up in prison or end up as another death.

How it happened was a shock. It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have said what I said as it only fueled your rage. My friend and I were walking home late that night and you demanded us to “fucking move.” We did and you passed us by.

I should’ve ignored your insults. And yet, I replied back “shut the fuck up.” I should’ve known better. You stopped and you asked me to repeat myself and stupidly, I did. You stepped off your bike and came towards me. You were ready to do it. I could see it.



Aiden Riley

I deliver my opinions on society, culture, psychology, philosophy, mental health and more. I also write poetry.