Dear Anna,
The principal called me to his office today. No, it wasn't about something bad. He just wanted to ask me if I was okay with giving your locker away to someone else. He understands that if I disagree to this and he won't pressure me. He said it takes time to get over someone.
I told him I don't want your locker to be occupied by someone else. What would happen if you came back and found out that it was already being used by some stranger? You'll be hurt, I don't want that to happen because I love you.
And then I left.
Later that day, mom came into my room and said I should consider visiting Dr. Schmidt, my psychiatrist again. They never learn, do they?
Connor.
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