DIMITRI
December 4th
Dear Delia,
I'm sure my letter was late, too. So no big deal. I'm sorry your dad was stuck working, but I'm glad you ate something. Thanksgiving was fun, actually. Definitely better than last year (My great uncle had a heart attack and we spent Thanksgiving in the hospital. Sadly, he passed away, but I know he's in a better place now).
Diamond and I got matching tattoos (tiny paw prints with a red heart on our right shoulders). Her flight was delayed, so she stayed a few more days. She left this morning. I miss her already. I've been telling her about you and she loves you already. (Who wouldn't, though?)
Dude, for real. Let me come over there and beat those kids up. It's your choice, but I think telling someone will make it better. It just sucks you have to stay there and deal with them all the time.
I don't know what I want for Christmas. Anything to do with sunflowers or cats. I'd be cool with that. What do YOU want for Christmas? (And don't you dare say nothing because I AM getting you a present). Do you have any plans for Christmas/New Year's? My aunt, uncle, and cousins are coming down again in 2 weeks, but I'm most excited to see Diamond.
My question for you: Do you have an XBOX and would you play Minecraft with me?
Love, Dimitri
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DEAR D (pen pal edition) ✔️
Teen FictionDimitri and Delia. Two strangers. Two pen pals. Two broken hearts. Trigger Warnings: Mentions of heavy drinking, sexual assault, abuse, and suicide
