Letter nine

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Dear Harry,

My dad came home today. Even though it was the day after my birthday he didn't bother to congratulate me. Why should he? It's just been another year of me failing him as a daughter. I wish I could be the perfect daughter I know he always wanted, but I can't.

I wish you were here with me to tell me everything will be okay, because right now I don't think it will. I don't think I'll ever be okay. And maybe I never was either.

Love, Florence.

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