Dear Luke,
I realized I was 16 on Monday, and told myself that I needed a job.
Every time I need something I have to ask my dad for it, and I am tired of doing that. I don't want him to spend his money on me.
So I went in search for a job. I made a resume (which took hours with my dads help) and searched for the last few days for one.
I looked around, and I found I job I wanted at a diner that was old, but people still went there. Mainly old people.
I applied there yesterday and I hope I get the job. I don't want a job at McDonalds or Chuck E Cheese. This is literally the last place I found.
This is short, but I will write to you later.
-May
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