Dear Edmund:
You said you were going to wear a wine colored tie, to prom. And my friends are all going to wear different colored dresses, but none are wearing wine. I want to wear a wine colored dress. How pathetic. Margaret and her friend too, they were giggling when they asked you, actually that's how I found out. And Edmund, then you said you were back with Natalie, and it hurt, and I almost cried in the middle of class. But I still want a wine colored dress. And you have no idea, Edmund. No idea. How much I have been looking for a wine colored dress, and I can't even find one. I found a pretty blue one though. I guess it will have to do. Pathetic.
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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)
