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dear winter,

you know, i really hope we're close.

i mean, like, if you end up on earth, i would want you to look up to me.

i would want to be the person you turn to when you need help.

the favourite parent.

i wish me and my dad were close.

he barely even talks to us anymore.

he's been quiet ever since my mom died.

at least he hasn't turned into an alcoholic.

i guess he took it pretty hard, but that's not a good enough excuse.

we still need him; me, tyler, christian, anna. 

especially anna.

she's the youngest, so she's always been coddled.

when mom died, it was like both of our parents had left. 

it's not fair for her. 

not fair for any of us.

now, the house feels dead.

there's nothing lively about it. 

which is why i, daniel james seavey, promise that i will never let that happen to you.

i'll always be there for you, no matter what happens.

you have my word.

- daniel seavey

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