12:51 AM
When I first started middle school, I began to write these letters. They weren't written to anyone in particular, but they were for anyone to read. Anyone who cared, anyway. They were about what I felt in the moment and how real things could be.
I showed them to my friends and they all said I was a good writer, but really. What does that mean? That I'm good at explaining my feelings? That's all they are. Letters written by a regular girl to absolutely anyone who cares about her feelings.
Just a few minutes ago, I was trying to fall asleep. School starts in two days and it's not very good practice if I stay up late, but my mind was busy thinking. I'm tired now but when I got the idea of starting a blog I just had to do it because these words were really (this could either sound poetic, or lame) eating away at my thoughts. It's an impulse action and I'm not sure if i'll keep it up, but I'll certainly try.
Sincerely,
Me
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