Dear Peter,
I know you must be busy. I expect you have lots of adventures to catch up on. But if you don’t mind me asking, why haven’t you come for me yet? My window may not be open every night- for it does get dreadfully cold here- but that doesn’t mean you’re unwelcome. My childhood is quickly leaving me and I’ll be turning 18 soon. Before I do, I’d love to go on just one adventure with you. You’ve already taught me how to fly. It’s one thing i’ll never forget, even as I begin to age into adulthood. Please don’t hate me once I’ve grown. I admire you more than you’ll ever know.
Sincerely yours,
Shelby (Neverbeendark-marked)
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