Dear Whatever-Your-Name-Is,
I don't even want to be doing this. I'm being forced to by my parents, because they say it will help me. They don't know shit apparently. I don't need to be searching for a friend over an anonymous pen pal, but my parents say it would be good for me.
So, I guess I can tell you about myself, even though you probably don't care. I'm fourteen, and apparently 'depressed'. People think I'm a freak, and nearly everyone hates me.
I have a hopeless crush on this one person, but that person just so happens to be taken.
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Book One of Three
♪Letters
♪Cells
♪Problems
♪Dreams