Friday 21st of February
Dear Emanuel Harrington,
Today was the same as yesterday, and yesterday was the same as the day before.
My days are simple and dull, to say the least.
Everything is the same; it's like a routine; one I can't get out of. It's almost like I've become a robot. I get up in the morning and get ready for school, taking the dreaded walk towards my newfound hell.
The day is the same as usual for me - it was packed with classes that teach subjects that aren't useful for the future.
After school is finished for the day, I hurry back home, not wanting to be there for longer than I have to.
I throw open the front door and make a beeline for my room. I throw my bag to the ground, making a mental note to finish my homework before I head to bed.
I ignore my mother's constant shouts for me to come back.
My days have been far more boring than they once were.
Once upon a time, my life was full of adventure, but you'd know all about that, wouldn't you?
I cannot wait for you to come back to me.
I miss you terribly so.
I'll be waiting for you, always,
Sincerely,
Alyson Summers.
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Sincerely Alyson ✔️
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