Dear Chubs Chubs,
I confessed to the other people. They rejected me. One of them thought it was a joke, it stung also. Today was horrible. Then I saw you, you walked over to me seeing how upset I was and offered a hug. I said sure, and then we hugged. I felt butterflies and pure happiness until you let go. Then it hurt. I was about to go inside but you stopped me asked what I said eariler was true or if it was just for practice. I said it was true. You were shock.
Love,
Me
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Letters To Him
Short Story“I'm not going to make a big deal about a few tummy flutters because...dead people, old people, even furniture would get butterflies if they met this guy.” -Anne Eliot ------------------------------------------------------ letters written by a gi...
