Dear Edmund:
You were the first to stand up, and you stood next to the teacher's desk, and then I stood up, to stand next to you. But then Steve stood between us, and I started to shake. Edmund, Edmund, I need to stand next to you, you make me nervous, but crowds, they terrify me, not even in a good way, like you do. You then finished speaking to the teacher and looked at us, and maybe you saw something Edmund, maybe the panic in my eyes, but you went around Steve. To stand next to me. I was still nervous, but the good kind, the kind of nervous I get when I'm with you.
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Letters to Edmund
Non-Fiction"Letters to you, even though you'll never get them" (This book is like a diary for me, everything that happens actually happens for real, so please respect my work and the characters because they are real people)
