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Dear whoever will read this,
Isaia, if you are the one reading this, thank you for noticing.
Mom never did but you did, I love you very much but sissy won't be here anymore. It's not your fault that I left, okay?
I love you, Isaia. One day, you probably won't even remember me but I will remember you.
It's okay if you are upset, Bubba, but mom has no right.
Remember that I will see you one day.
Sissy has to go now, Isaia.
I love you.
Love,
Skylar

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