April 16
Dear Lizzabeth,
I can't take it anymore. I'm sorry, Lizzabeth! Okay, I'm sorry!
I was an idiot who wasn't thinking straight and got mad at you for no reason. I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have blown up like that. You were just happy with Ezekiel, and you just wanted to share your happiness and all that crap. And I shouldn't have ruined that. I'm actually really happy for you and Ezekiel, that you've found the one.
I'm sorry, I don't know if you'll find the heart to forgive me. I wouldn't forgive myself if I did that. And I don't think it'll make much of a difference, but to make it up to you, I sent something. I learned that there's something called Oreo cookie butter. So I made some for you, with some help of my mom of course. See this as a peace offering?
All I just want to say, is that I'm really sorry Lizzy. So please reply back. Please reply back to me.
Sincerely,
Willy
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The Pental Pal (Completed)
RomancePental Pal (noun) - one who exchanges letters to one another as pen pals. But uses the same writing utensil, in this case, a pentel pencil. They never wanted to do this from the start. The thought of writing to a complete stranger. Never seeing whos...
