Dear Kiya

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Dear Kiya,

I told you to pick a color for

your dress and send it to

me so I can buy I corsage

the same color and bow tie.

It's prom night and you

dyed your hair a purple

ombré color ( on the cover)

and your dress matched it.

I had one of the purples

as my bow tie so I kinda

matched. After prom we

went to a hotel to spent a

couple nights there. When

we went home I got yelled

at and so did you. We ran

away together that night

and we went to the airport.

We got two tickets to

California and we went to

hotel to stay in and we

found one. We talked it

over on the plane so I'm

going to get a job

somewhere an she's going

to look for an apartment

and we have more than

enough money because we

both took all of our collage

funds and combined them

and we have all together

like 4 million dollars; don't

get me wrong I'd love to

live the free life but what

happens when we run out

of money then what do we

do? We suffer in the streets

because we can't go home if

we have no money.

Later that night I woke up

to you having a nightmare.

I didn't know what to do so

I just sat there waiting for

you to wake up and when

you did you took in a big

intake of breath and

wrapped your arms

around my neck an held

on to me like you life

depended on it...because to

you it did..... I didn't know

what to do I didn't know

what to say I saw the tears

in your eyes and I knew it

was serious. So I just held

you tight an let you cry it

out. I'm running out of

space to write so I love you

and I'll tell you the rest of

our story later.

~Kyler