Dear Rose,
Summer has been good so far, I've been hanging out with friends. I haven't heard much from you though. You must be doing some smart person stuff. Do you think you need it, you've always been humble. That's one of the many things that's lovable about you. You have so many of them. It's hard, trying to be smart, it must come so easily to you. I've seen your future in the present, it's looking pretty good Rose. But I've seen mine too Rose, it's ain't looking that great, it's looking, pretty bad. How do you do it Rose? Do you just sit down and be instantly amazing. Well, I have to go,
Your Friend,
Ashley
YOU ARE READING
A little lost
Teen FictionWhen a friend becomes a goal, anyone can break. This is written in the form of letters written back and forth during the summer.
