Maggie,
Why is life so stupid? I suppose that's a dumb question. You understand me well. You know that it bothered me that you hung out with my brother. I really want to know why everyone is so mean. Life's not fair. I learned that a LONG time ago. I remember how many arguments we had. School's over. Done with that Craphole-of-a School. The one we left every day. The one we forgot your sister at when we found Elmo the worm. Why do I always remember the old man who lived in the basement of your house? I just want to tell you about all of those annoying people we hated. Some moved, some just disappeared. I miss you a lot. I really hate my brother.
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