A letter from November 20th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, How are you, as i'm typing this you probably don't remember typing this but its during online class in third hour which is math btw is the pandemic still a thing if so thats stupid also do we have a boyfriend yet, i really hope we do I don't want us to be lonely forever, wait did we graduate i doubt it were so bad at school. So I don't know what to tell you so i'm going to ask you... well... me, some questions like did we ever become a cosmetologist or special FX artist, or did we ever get a job or our license, did we ever get better at school, how about our friends did we ever go back to Colorado to see Mya Zapota or any of our other friends, also do we still live with mom and dad or did we get our own place, did we ever get better at math, hows Tigger our cat i hope hes doing well the little jerk. One more thing cause im running out of ideas of things to ask my self, do we ever meet her, our biological mother or our biological siblings. k bye If you get multiple of these emails it means i probably thought of more stuff to ask you well by for now. - Friday - November 20th - 2020 - 16 year old Cameron Jones out