Letter #2 it is. Still feeling alone.
It's raining out right now...actually, it pouring. And there is some thunder. And lightening.
I hate thunder and lightening. A lot. I am not scared of many things. But I am really scared of thunder. Oh, and lightening.
I wish you were here. Because I know that you would already know this. And you would hide under the covers with me...and cover my ears...and make it all better. You would think that I am adorable even in my sweats. You would love me for me.
That's all for tonight.
Love, Me
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