Dear Annie, (short story)

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Dear Annie,

I cried today.

I cried for hours, Annie.

I cried and people were looking at me.

I cried and my teachers were asking me "Why are you crying, Lucas ?"

you want to know the reason why I cried, Annie ?

you want to know the reason why tears were streaming down my face, Annie ?

d o y o u want to know the reason why ?

Well, Annie.

I have no fucking idea why.