December 25th.
My Busy Sunny,
Or at least I think you are. Because apparently you can't be bothered to answer my letters. I often think about how you just up and left me like that. I mean, sure, it wasn't your choice really, but I never saw you put up much of a fight. The least you can do is answer my letters.
I'm sorry. I was upset. It's setting in now. It's my first Christmas here in Avonlea without you, my kindred spirit, my soul mate, my best friend, and more.
Do you remember the stories of Aunt Josephine and Cole? The stories that Auntie Anne and Aunt Diana told us? Well, I think I might be like them too. Is that weird? I want to tell them, but I don't know how they would react.
Merry Christmas. I hope you're having fun with your new friends. But really, all I want is for you to just write back. Better yet, please travel back. I miss your voice, your smile, your eyes, your laugh, the smell of strawberry and mint of your beautiful golden locks.
If you don't write back, I won't be able to have as much fun on Christmas! And my mother is getting annoyed with me now, because I keep wasting paper and led. Write back please!!!!
Yours forever,
Lemon <3
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