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This was supposed to be for All The Boys Contest but I wrote it and then forgot I wrote it. Then when I found it, it was to late to enter it.
If you don't know what the contest is then I'll explain. The challenge was to write a 500 word letter to our crush that they would never read. Mine is a fake crush because I'm dead inside and therefore can't have crush's. JK I just don't have a crush right now. My letter is a fiction letter. In no way, shape, or form does this have anything to do with me. I just signed it with my name because it was like 1 am when I wrote it and I couldn't think of a name. Anyway, you're supposed to put all you emotions into it, really make your crush feel how you feel through the letter. I want to know how I did so please comment on it. Tell me your thoughts, what you think I could've done, or if I made you feel like my 'crush' would feel if they read the letter.
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