A letter from Jan 04, 2025

Dear Me, How's the weather up there? I'll be tall soon enough, I guess. I hate growing up. But I also hate being a kid. Everyone thinks you're dumb and not capable of anything. I also want a phone and to be able to have my friends over. And a big thing is I'll get to have sleepovers. I'm nervous for that. And very very excited. I hope I have good friends and I hope I stick with Madelyn. Sorry if you aren't friends anymore. She'll prolly be to cool... she already is. I don't know why she bothers to talk to me. The only reason she is friends with me is because I'm clingy and she is too nice to not be my friend. Maybe she knows I don't have many friends so she feels bad. I don't know. I want to know my future already bc I hate surprises. Well, that's all I already gave you one and I forgot what it said, sooo. See ya.