Dear Brody,
I started four days of piano lessons now and they are two hour long lessons. I hate it so much. Today was the pep rally, I was walking towards the bleachers and then I saw you and your friends smoking and laughing. You guys were so high. How does it feel to be high. I want to be high so I can escape from my terrible life. You and your friends didn't notice that I was staring at you guys. I knew you guys wouldn't because no one ever notices me. I keep saying I want your life, but then I start to wonder that maybe you aren't that happy as you want people to think you are. Are you just acting ? Who is the real Brody? I guess I like your life because you can control it because I can't do that.
Sincerely,
A Girl that admires you
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KurzgeschichtenA story about a girl that admires a guy that lives his life how he wants.
