Dear Jackson,
Holyyyy shit, thank you, thank you, and so much more. Sure, you hung out with your friends in school, they didn't like me. Yet, you always said hi to me, always told me jokes that I usually wouldn't be informed of. We went skiing together once, and you showed me how to get onto the roof of a building overlooking our entire town. It was amazing. Sometimes you'd sit with me in class and we'd talk, I think we saw things about the same way, we always had trouble on the same math problems, or stuff like that. These may not seem like big things, but you will never understand how they helped, not in a million years will anyone understand how much you could've helped me.
Infinite thanks to you, Jackson.
With all my heart, Cadence
YOU ARE READING
Notes to You
Krótkie Opowiadania.a collection of possibilities. Hey, this is just a little idea I'm working on. I really hope you like it, it's told from Cadence's point of view through her journal entries. Please comment, because it really will help me. These will be short chapt...
