Hey Kenz, it's me Steve. I have realized your anxiety has been getting bad, like bad bad, like worst than demogorgan bad. And you know how bad demogorgans are, they try to kill people. Just like how your anxiety is killing you slowly. So I'm here, to be 11 and kill the anxiety just like how she kills the demogorgans. You are getting what I'm trying to say right? I hope so.
But in all seriousness Kenz, I don't want you to feel like this. Mostly because I care about you more than you even know, Robin also cares, and so does everyone else. The kids, the adults, every single person we've been with. I think you need a reminder, and I like you still a lot. Forget like, I love you. I love you to the moon and back. I love you like a nerd loves math, I love you like peanut butter loves jelly. I could keep going.
You're amazing Kenzie. There isn't a single word that can explain how amazing you are and how much we all love you and how much I love you. Robin claims she loves you more, but of course I love you more. We are here for you, if you ever need anything you'll get it. If you even want ice cream, come over to scoops and I'll give it to you for free, Robin wouldn't mind either. It will get better lovely, I promise.
