Chapter Twelve

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Dear God,

Today Jacob taking me outside to sit on the swings.

The wind was blowing, and I picked up a few orangish redish leaves.

Jacob held my hand the whole time.

It started to get akward pretty fast, so I decied I wanted to go in.

"Charlotte, I--uh.." he started stuttering. I looked at him wide-eyed waiting."....will you be my girlfriend?"

Sincerely,

Charlotte

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