I flopped on my bed. Something was poking my butt; I flipped on my stomach and reached my hands behind myself and pulled a letter out. I forgot I placed it there after lunch. I never opened it so I guess I will now. Better now than later. It read:
Dear Dani,
I’m sorry for everything that happened. I know that I am too late but I want you to know that I will always have something special for you. I’m sorry.
I lied it would be much better if I read it later. I ripped it up and threw it in the trash. “New chapter in my new life. No room for the old.” I told myself before leaving my bedroom.
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Waste of Summer Romance
Teen FictionDanielle Marino was just an average teenage girl except the fact that she didn't believe in love. She is half Italian and half Irish. She had pure green eyes and red hair. She was average height and was very athletic. Just like normal girls, she too...
