Dear Anna,
I'm sorry if my letters have been getting shorter and shorter lately.
But today, I told Ms. Martins I was ready to go back into taking Art Class. I'll be extremely busy for the rest of the semester. Time flies really quickly so it's just a matter of months until graduation. And I heard that the Party Commitees are planning a Senior Graduation Prom! We can go together.
I'll go along with you to the mall and I promise I won't whine whenever you take way too long to pick out a dress. You're always dressed up in plain clothes, you really should add some colours into your wardrobe. But, I love the plain old you too. I love all of you.
Let's go to prom together.
Connor.
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Blank Canvas [Wattpad Prize 2014]
Teen Fiction"Is this how you plan to get out of the labyrinth of suffering?" "It's a metaphor of life, Anna." Copyright © 2014 by Brooklyn Anne. All Rights Reserved. Dedicated to those who have lost someone they truly loved.
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