Dear Emma,
Today was our 1 year anniversary. It was just us. Nobody else. Most people would go to a fancy dinner,but us? No way. We went to a smelly old field were there do fireworks every gleaming 4th of July. It wasn't smelly or old to us. It was our place. We had a picnic at night under the stars like our first date. I did bring steak and mashed potatoes which was sort of a fancy dinner,but that didn't make us fancy people. We were different,and I liked it that way. You looked so gorgeous. I only focused on you. With your white dress that was very flowy and to beautiful to describe,you looked like a dream. A floating carefree dream that could just float away at any second. My dream. My Emma.
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Short StoryA bunch of letters sent to a girl who I once thought I wouldn't have a chance with. ..... * Sorry, this story is not completely edited, but I'm working on it. * Hey everybody I want to inform you that I wrote this about two to three years ago so it...
