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Wait, what?
But the library was closed on Sunday.
He must’ve worked something out with the school to get the books. That’s the only explanation. I don’t overthink it for a moment longer, speed-walking to aisle six to grab the book and hopefully my letter to Ms. Callahan.
Please be there.
Please be there.
Please be there.
I could sob tears of joy when I spot the crumbled sheet of paper. It’s still there. Same pag—
Wait.
At first, I think I’m imagining things. Then I see them. The scribbles, the words, the comments. Someone replied to me.
Even worse, someone corrected me.
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Now, before I proceed with my rant, I’d like to apologize (not really) for any mistake I might make in this letter that your never going to get.
**Your is the possessive adjective, you’re is you are. JESUS, IT’S NOT THAT HARD.
I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Who the heck does he think he is? I say he because the handwriting looks like a boy’s.
I’m in a bit of a time crunch between trying to graduate high school, score a once in a life time scholarship
**Once-in-a-lifetime. Needs hyphens. My eyes are burning.
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So what if I called u an asshole?
**For fuck’s sake. U? Really? Two more letters. How hard was it to add TWO LETTERS?
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It’s not like anyone is ever going to read this anyway.
**Well, this is awkward…
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Sincerely,
From the bottom of my heart,
Go fuck yourself
- L
**L, huh? I wonder what your real name is. Oh, I know! L…earn how to fucking spell? :D
And now he’s mocking my “name.”
I shouldn’t have signed the letter in the first place. I only did it out of habit. Chose L, short for Love, off the top of my head. I guess you could say the nickname “Love” has sentimental value for me, which is something this dickwad couldn’t even begin to understand.
