Addison,
I miss the way you use to throw erasers at me from across the living room.
You always had the small plastic backpacks that came filled with different erasers that you'd then use as your personal arsenal against me when I was ignoring you.
You should've never even needed to have arsenal.
I'm sorry.Mark Isaiah
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letters to a ghost
Short Storyabout a boy who writes to his little sister every day until friday ⚠️ this book deals with the following: -death -grieving -depression -loss - slight PTSD & night terrors -& survivors guilt it's purpose is to show the process in which mark excep...