to: andrea
from: anonymous
xxx-xxx-xxx
she opened the box.
a note.
the park, with the cupcake the same time as always.
-anonymous.
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"hey! STOP BULLYING HIM!"
"oh gosh it's her again!" the little boy yelled and ran off.
"hey, you got to learn how to protect yourself."
she looked down at the crying little boy that she's seen everyday at this park.
"but andrea they're scary."
"i'm here to protect you."
"one day i'll save you."
"i'll be waiting. now here," she said handing him the cupcake.
"stop crying."
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