Dear Emma,
Everything's gotten worse.
School started.
I puked.
A lot.
Anxiety, alcohol, you know.
They made me talk to the counselor.
They said I was acting odd.
I didn't tell her.
Maybe that wasn't the best thing to do.
Love,
Laura
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Love, Laura
Short StoryDear Emma, I just got wasted. Again. I know I promised. I'm sorry. Love, Laura