Dear Monday,
You won't ever get this letter but i'm writing it anyway. You used to always do that. Write letters to nobody. I wish I would've read them. I shaved my head yesterday when I found out. My mom didn't even yell at me. She just cried. For you or for my hair I don't know. I'm proabably going to be made fun of for being bald, but my hair will grow back. I wish you could grow back. Wait that sounds weird. Wouldn't it be weird if you just popped out of the ground? Maybe you could pop out of a sunflower. I would really like that Monday.
Love Vance
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Letters From Monday
Short StoryMy name is Monday, nice to meet you. My letters are private ok? Well I guess you could read a few.
