Dear Jonathan,
I haven't seen you since you moved away in the forth grade. I remember we used to be friends. I remember we used to be more. That's all behind me now. You seem like you haven't changed much. I have changed a lot. I hope we can still be friends, and that it won't be awkward. This is our last year in Elementary. I'm so excited. I hope this year will be great. You moved back into your old house, right down the street. Maybe some time I can show you the paths we've found in the woods. Lorenzo, Royce, Kinsey, Alora, Izaia and I have explored a lot since you left.
Your friend,
Ann
BINABASA MO ANG
My Letters
Short StoryA friend of mine once wrote her letters. Letters to a boy that had an impact on her life. A good impact... a bad impact... all he is now is a boy. I thought I'd do the same. So here it goes. My letters...
