Dear X,
I try not to think about it. Honestly, I do. But I can't help it. Nobody can know that I know you, let alone talk to you. More importantly, absolutely no one can find out what happened that day. You and I both know that my parents would throw me out into the streets and my sister cannot afford to keep me.

Please don't take offense to this, it's not your fault. I promised I'd always love you, and I do, but you know how they will react. I've told you before about my old friends and my non friends, what they do and what they did. I moved on from them. They were whores just like you said and didn't even care about me.

Last year I started making new friends, at least I think that's what they are. In case anyone ever finds these, I promise to use different names from their actual ones to keep them somewhat anonymous.

First I found out about Katie, who told me about Madi, Parker, Jewel, and the others. I found out most of what I know about Tate and Ella by myself. Alex and Daniel are fine as far as I know. I gotta go, you know who is calling me. I promise I'll tell you about them soon.
-Casely

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