Letter 21

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Dear bully,

I woke up and looked at you.

You were already staring at me.

"What are you looking at?" i question softly

"Nothing. You are just so--"

"Ugly." i cut you off

"Beautiful you mean" you gently place your hand on my cheek

"No i'm not." i argue

"Well, you are." you smile

"Thats not what others think" i sigh

"Who?" you ask

"No one. No one." i lie

"Tell me." you demanded

"Not this again" i remind you of the day i got hit by a car

Your face softens before you cups my cheeks.

You leaned forward and our lips touched.

I felt butterflies going crazy in my stomach. Fireworks going off. Sparks going through my veins.

And let me tell you this

It was magical.

Yours faithfully,
Dian

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