Wednesday, August 22, 2018

A Letter to Me


A Letter to Me








Dear 80 year old me:

By the time you read this, maybe you’ll be famous. I don't know. But no matter what, you'll probably be forgetful in your old age. So i want to bring back those memories.

There are a billion of things you could be right now, for all i know. But I want you to remember what you were.
When you were 11, you were:

A tutor.

A babysitter.



A sister



A student.




Imaginative.



Smart.



Systematic.

Goofy.



Independent.

Flawed.

Imperfect.

Okay with that.




With love, and always,
-Emerald ; D

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