Dear Emily,
My mom made me stay out again today. I think I'll be able to go in tomorrow.
Stephen dropped by my house to give me the work I had to catch up on. He also gave me a box of chocolates and said they were good for the soul. I told him he was thinking about chicken soup. But he said no, he was talking about chocolate, because you couldn't have a hurt soul eating chocolate.
But now I've ate the whole box and he was wrong. My soul doesn't feel any better at all.
- Delilah.
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Dear Emily
Teen Fiction"I've been staring at the wall for the past hour. And you're six feet under the ground. So I guess things didn't work out for either of us. - Delilah." soundtrack: http://8tracks.com/bonjouritsali/dear-emily-soundtrack // let her go; passenger // br...
