Allen is talking to me again. He misses me, and wants to see me bad. I can’t stop thinking about him, at all. I just wanna look at his pictures all day and listen to our song. Maybe I won’t screw up so bad this time. I don’t ever want to let him go. The thing is, I don’t have him yet.
Well, it's been a while. I'm seventeen now. I moved to a small town in southern Illinois. I don't like it much, but I only have a year to go. I have a few friends here, not as many as I did before. Of course I still love my old friends. I wished there were more people like me here, I just can't seem to connect with anyone really.
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