Letter 7

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Dear Soda,

There's nothing much to tell about me. I'm just a girl who isn't noticed. I always find myself being forgotten or left out.

The only thing I'm good at is being shy and quiet. There's not much that I know about you.

Just the things your brother Ponyboy tells everyone about in our English class together.

We've met a few times at the gas station and when you used to go to our school we would pass each other in the hallways a lot.

I remember that one time my bag was unzipped and I didn't know but all my stuff came falling out.

You were the only one to come and help me pick my stuff up while my ex boyfriend laughed at us.

There's a little bit about me now that you know.

Yours Truly,
Your Secret Admirer

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