Dear Kat
My cousin left today. She was sad to go, and I was sad to see her leave. I never get to see her as much as when I was little.
She plays the cello and brought it with her so I could hear. She played a piece she created, and I was about to cry.
I wish you could have heard her.
Maybe one day
Chris
YOU ARE READING
Letters to you
General FictionYou watch the one you love be with someone you hate. Feeling a need to tell him, you write letters to him under no name. Then he starts to write back.
