✱the fourteenth note✱

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Monday, April 19th, 1993

I have decided to tell you my name.

What is it?

I shall tell you at prom.

Oh come on!

Do you want to know it or not?

I do but it's a month away

Are you just itching to know who I am?

Carolina nodded. "Yes." She answered to herself. She put the note in her bag and ran off to see if Anonymous was at his locker. He wasn't. She frowned and walked towards the locker. She peered through the slits. There was too dark to see anything in there. She sighed and turned around to go home.

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